Nothing soothes pain like human touch.
Yes, but not too much.
My work is done. Why wait?
Give me coffee, I'm going to write
Love one another.
Mehr Licht. (More light.)
You sons of bitches, give my love to Mother!
Can this last long?
I wanna dedicate you a super sexy song.
Only you have ever understood me. … And you got it wrong.
Do with me what you like. I am not going.
Take a step forward lads - it'll be easier that way.
I'd rather be skiing than doing what I'm doing.
Mè mou tous kuklous taratte.
Organize. Surprise me. This is funny.
Oh wow. Oh wow. Oh wow.
This is the fish of my dreams.
Do you have it now?
everything in new york aint always what it seems.
Oh, you young people act like old men. You have no fun.
Codeine…bourbon… Yes... A bullet-proof vest.
Let us cross over the river, and rest
under the shade of the trees.
This is a beautiful country.
Fetch the luggage; they do not want us here.
The above is verbatim found poetry comprised of the last words of several individuals, in WikiQuote. The title is the last words of Walt Whitman.