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“The light in that room was a glow; I seem to remember the color green, or perhaps flowers. A pale green sheet covered his inert body but not his head, which lay (eyes closed, mouth set in a tense and terrible grimace) unmoving. Gianluca. Barely able to see, barely able to stand - my knees kept buckling â€� and breathing so quietly I thought that I, too, might die; that out of shock, I would just drift away, the shell of my body cracking open. No longer anchored by my brother’s love, I would be reabsorbed by sky. Gianluca. If there was never another sound in the world, I would understand â€� yes, that would be appropriate, it would be fitting. This was the antithesis of music, the antithesis of noise. My brother’s death seemed to demand silence of all the world. Gianluca.”
― Antonella Gambotto-Burke, The Eclipse: A Memoir of Suicide

“The helium drives oxygen from the brain, causing rapid brain death and leaves no traces.”
― Derek Humphry, Final Exit: The Practicalities of Self-Deliverance and Assisted Suicide for the Dying