Top 100 My Last Words Quotes
#1. I understood that now. I wished I could have understood it then. I wished I could have said something in that last moment, before he let go.
He'd told me it was okay. His last words to me.
Why couldn't they have been my last words to him?
Kelley Armstrong
#2. When the day shall come that we do part," he said softly, and turned to look at me, "if my last words are not 'I love you'-ye'll ken it was because I didna have time.
Diana Gabaldon
#3. I am afraid to die, though,' I whispered to myself. These turned out to be my last words. They were not very impressive words, but it was too late to change them.
Haruki Murakami
#4. Apart from Love, which is not a human emotion, of all the rest my last words would best read: It's all for the experience.
Vanna Bonta
#5. My last words to him were to assure him that we would bring Sally to join him later. And you know what your dad said? He said that he would wait for as long as it took."
Grace bit her lip. "But she never came, did she? And he never stopped waiting.
Justin Somper
#6. I sometimes wonder if my last words on this earth will be something like, 'Oh, I knew this wouldn't work.
Quinn Cummings
#7. Those were my last words. To be listed in some book of quotations, alphabetically after Wilde:
Wilde, Oscar (of the wallpaper in his bedroom): "Either it goes, or I do."
Wilding, Adelyn (of the gum splooches on the sidewalk): "Ditto."
Roberta Pearce
#8. Sometimes I wish my first word was 'quote,' so that on my death bed, my last words could be 'end quote.'
Steven Wright
#9. I have no intention of uttering my last words on the stage. Room service and a couple of depraved young women will do me quite nicely for an exit.
Peter O'Toole
#10. I'd always imagined that I'd come up with something clever and pithy when it came to my last words, but as I stood there staring at those horrifying green eyes, I settled for a little startled profanity.
How embarrassing.
Kate SeRine
#11. I thought I might now have an opportunity to speak my last words to a multitude, which I thought would come to see me die; and, thought I, if it must be so, if God will but convert one soul by my very last words, I shall not count my life thrown away, nor lost.
John Bunyan
#12. You will find my last words in the blue folder.
Max Beerbohm
#13. FOR YOU 'My best things know no other the last days I have spoke the last unsung horizon the last defying choke that issues from the body the only selfhood I have known the last defeated sunrise my last words still not grown.
Christine Paice
#14. I am a champion, and my damsel is in distress. Failure is not an option." "But death is," she mumbled under her breath. "Fear not, mate. I will prevail." Famous last words.
Eve Langlais
#15. He loops his arm over my shoulder and we watch the waves in silence. We've had so many silences between us these last few months, bitter ones, loaded ones, empty ones, and hurtful ones. This one is perfect. It says things that words can't.
Lindsey Leavitt
#16. He put his forehead against hers.
"Alannah, my heart is yours." He said softly.
"And yet, I must hand it over to someone else for the keeping." Her last words falling to a strained whisper.
B.C. Morin
#17. I have spent my life laboriously doing nothing.
Hugo Grotius
#18. When I mount the scaffold at last these will be my farewell words to the sheriff: Say what you will against me when I am gone, but don't forget to add, in common justice, that I was never converted to anything.
H.L. Mencken
#19. Stay with me to-night; you must see me die. I have long had the taste of death on my tongue, I smell death, and who will stand by my Constanze, if you do not stay?
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
#20. Having reached 451 books as of now doesn't help the situation. If I were to be dying now, I would be murmuring, "Too bad! Only four hundred fifty-one." (Those would be my next-to-last words. The last ones will be: "I love you, Janet.") [They were. -Janet.]
Isaac Asimov
#21. On my way. Nearly there! These were their last foolish (and often misspelled) words. Madeline
Liane Moriarty
#22. My father, if anything, first and last, was a man of words. He loved stories; he didn't live for stories, exactly, but I think he lived through stories. I think, like many writers, he loved stories about things he had experienced as much as, if not more than, he loved the experiences themselves.
Henry Louis Gates
#23. Here's to the health of my beloved Critias !
Theramenes
#24. I got an emergency leave. I visited my dad on his deathbed. His last words to me: "Try to pick up every waitress who serves you.
James Ellroy
#26. I've changed my mind," through harsh, whistling breaths. "I think I'll make her into my pet in your stead." "Sahara!" A rage of sound. "I'll come for you! Survive! Survive for me!" They were the last words she heard before her mind went black.
Nalini Singh
#28. Last night was ... " His words trailed off. "It was the best night of
my existence.
J.L. Sheppard
#29. I will say it one last time: Demonation! The feeling of it! There are no words -how can there be?- to describe what it feels like to become words, to feel your life encoded, and laid out in black ink on white paper. All my love and hatred, melted into words. It was like the End of the World.
Clive Barker
#31. When Sean sees that I didn't hear him, he leans forward to my ear again. I can't think of the last time I was so close to another person. I can feel the rise and fall of his chest when he breathes. His words are warm in my
Maggie Stiefvater
#32. Jesus Christ, you're soaking wet. Seriously, have you been going around with all this between your legs? I can feel it through fucking flannel, honey. Oh my God, I can feel it through flannel, he said, the first words almost steady and sure and the last ones like nothing she'd ever heard before.
Charlotte Stein
#33. Please take your time. I want you to kill me slowly so I can write my last
poem to my wife's heart. They laughed, and took from me
only the words dedicated to my wife's heart.
Mahmoud Darwish
#35. And now we get to the hard part. the endings, the farewells, and the famous last words. if you don't hear from me often, remember that you're in my thoughts.
Paul Auster
#36. Old man, everyone!! And you.. Luffy. Even though I've been good for nothing my whole life, even though I have the blood of a demon within me ... You guys still loved me! Thank you so much!! - Ace's last words to his family and friends.
Eiichiro Oda
#37. Don't ever forget the words on a postcard that my father sent me last year: If you win the rat race, you're still a rat.
Anna Quindlen
#39. I'll tell you, the screws' faces painted an even greater picture than my words can describe. We kept emptying our pots in the hall for two weeks before the screws started emptying our piss pots for us, but this didn't last too long after we started calling them bellhops.
Stephen Richards
#40. Last night, we IM'd so late, I fell asleep with my computer on my lap and woke to his words dinging on my screen. Three things, he said: (1) good morning, (2) I have keybord marks on my face. slept on the "sdfg." (3) you leave in 24 hours, and I'm going to miss you.
Julie Buxbaum
#41. I expect I shall have to die beyond my means.
Oscar Wilde
#42. One day I'll be a soldier," Ganoes said.
The man grunted. "Only if you fail at all else, son. Taking the sword is the last act of desperate men. Mark my words and find yourself a more worthy dream.
Steven Erikson
#43. His words swirled around my head, and I heard the doctor at the hospital in Phoenix, last spring, as he showed me the X-rays. You can see it's a clean break, his finger traced along the picture of my severed bone. That's good. It will heal more easily, more quickly.
Stephenie Meyer
#44. My last word s that it all depends on what you visualize.
Ansel Adams
#45. Eight centuries have passed
like a nap in the late afternoon
my throat is choked
with words I cannot speak
(from The Last Soldier's Words to Saladin)
Najwan Darwish
#46. Love me, then, or hate me, as you will," I said at last, "you have my full and free forgiveness: ask now for God's, and be at peace.
Charlotte Bronte
#47. He left that morning, the last words still echoing in my head, and though he said he'd come back one day I know a broken promise from a right one for I have used them myself and there is no coming back. Minds like ours are can't be tamed and the price for freedom is the price we pay.
Charlotte Eriksson
#49. There rises the moon, broad and tranquil, through the branches of a walnut tree on a hill opposite. I apostrophize it in the words of Faust; "O gentle moon, that lookest for the last time upon my agonies!"
or something to that effect.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#50. If there ever is to be a republic of every village in India, then I claim verity for my picture in which the last is equal to the first or, in other words, no one is to be the first and none the last.
Mahatma Gandhi
#51. How can you say it was all a lie?" I ask, just above a whisper. "Matt was my best friend. I loved him that way always. 'We have to look out for her.' That was the last thing he said to me alone. And then he died. What was I supposed to do, Frank? Tell me?
Sarah Ockler
#52. Her eyes widened slightly at the words and she played the last moments of their conservation over in her head. We are in love. He met her gaze, not letting her look away as he spoke. You appear to have missed my meaning. Allow me to repeat myself more plainly. I love you, Alex.
Sarah MacLean
#53. Plaudite, amici, comedia finita est.
(Applaud, my friends, the comedy is over.)
[Said on his deathbed]
Ludwig Van Beethoven
#54. I have taken care of everything in the course of my life, only not for death, and now I have to die completely unprepared.
Cesare Borgia
#55. During my three years in Vietnam, I certainly heard plenty of last words by dying American footsoldiers. Not one of them, however, had illusions that he had somehow accomplished something worthwhile in the process of making the Supreme Sacrifice.
Kurt Vonnegut
#56. Now I have finished with all earthly business, and high time too. Yes, yes, my dear child, now comes death.
Franz Lehar
#57. I want my options left open." Her last words left her breathless, and she leaned in closer, her breath on his chin. "When I see that spark in your eyes, while you're talking about your career,
Melissa Foster
#58. Words streamed from my mouth, some familiar, some not.
The last of the were, "I love you."
He rose up off me with a grin. "If I'd known it was that easy to get you to admit how you feel, I would have done this a long time ago.
Cora Carmack
#59. My first words, as I was being born [ ... ] I looked up at my mother and said, 'that's the last time I'm going up one of those.
Stephen Fry
#60. His last words heard on earth came after he'd let off a louder noise from his easiest channel of communication: 'Oh my! I think I've shit myself.' For all I know, he did. He certainly shat on everything else.
Seneca.
#62. I whispered to him,
You'll regret it if you let me go.
I don't wait for a man, if he's not willing to grow'
He didn't believe me, he made his choice
&
That was the last time, he ever heard my voice.
Nikki Rowe
#63. [Last words:] My Lord, it is time to move on. Well then, may your will be done. O my Lord and my Spouse, the hour that I have longed for has come. It is time to meet one another.
Teresa Of Avila
#64. It's my turn, to take a leap into the darkness!
Thomas Hobbes
#65. I have offended God and mankind because my work didn't reach the quality it should have.
Leonardo Da Vinci
#66. Last year's wishes, are this year's apologies, every last time I come home. I take my last chance to burn a bridge or two,I only keep myself this sick in the head
cause I know how the words get you
Fall Out Boy
#68. Were the last words that I wrote for you enough to tell you
that in my death the light that shone through my painful darkness
was a blinding vision of your eternal smile?
cold scalpel's steel whispers tear at my very core
as I cling to my memories of you ...
Xavier
#72. Always remember the last words of my grandfather, who said: 'A truck!'
Emo Philips
#74. My last piece of advice to the degenerate slot player who thinks he can beat the one-armed bandit consists of four little words: It can't be done.
John Scarne
#75. Goodnight my darlings, I'll see you tomorrow.
Noel Coward
#76. Be natural my children. For the writer that is natural has fulfilled all the rules of art.
(Last words, according to Dickens's obituary in The Times.)
Charles Dickens
#77. How Do I Listen to others? As if everyone were my Master Speaking to me His Cherished Last Words.
Hafez
#78. It was my last act of love (first words to her mother in the hospital after her first major suicide attempt)
Sylvia Plath
#79. An hour later and a faint movement caught my eye. Mum was weakly flapping her hand, beckoning me to her. I had no idea how long she had been trying to attract my attention. As I bent over to catch her last words she whispered, 'turn that bloody music off
Laura Marney
#80. I choose my words carefully. Don't say it unless you mean it. You never know when it might be the last thing you ever say.
J.M. Darhower
#81. Merry Christmas me bollocks. The words of the Pogues's 'Fairytale of New York' also came to mind: surrounded by scumbags and maggots, I prayed God it would be my last in Los Teques.
Paul Keany
#82. I want my life to be the greatest story.
My very existence will be the greatest poem.
Watch me burn.
Love always, Charlotte
Charlotte Eriksson
#83. I'll never forget my grandmother's last words. She said 'What are you doing?'
Zach Galifianakis
#85. And last but not least, reflecting my feelings on proofreading ... excuse any pages on my websites that have misspelled words or grammatical errors ... I'm not a proofreader of any great merit.
Mark Twain
#86. Oh my poor soul, what is to become of you? - Where do you go?
Cardinal Mazarin
#87. So my sister dances and the dead house burns, and I scrawl these few last words by the light of its burning. I know I should toss this story, too, on those flames. But I am still too much a storyteller -or at least a storykeeper-still too much my father's daughter to burn these pages.
Jean Hegland
#88. Look, it's true that I think there are a lot of people to blame for all of this, but I'm one of them." For a second, my mind flashed back to the party, to the last words I'd ever said to him. Fuck you, Hayden. Some kind of best friend I was. "And it's not my job to decide who should pay.
Michelle Falkoff
#89. The tears dissolve the last block of ice in my throat. I feel the frozen stillness melt down through the inside of me, dripping shards of ice that vanish in a puddle of sunlight on the stained floor. Words float up
Me: "Let me tell you about it.
Laurie Halse Anderson
#90. Thank you," I whisper. Words I never thought I would say to her. They unsettle us both."
"You want to thank me, Barrow?" she mutters, kicking away the last of my bindings. "Then keep your word. And let this fucking place burn." (300)
Victoria Aveyard
#91. If you walk on sunlight, bathe in moonlight, breathe in a golden air and exhale a Midas' touch; mark my words, those who exist in the shadows will try to pull you into the darkness with them. The last thing that they want is for you to see the wonder of your life because they can't see theirs.
C. JoyBell C.
#92. I think about how nobody knows how long they have in the world. And how we only get a certain number of words to say and share. I'd hate for the last words that come out of my mouth to be mean ones. I don't want to waste my words" -Emma
Natalie Lloyd
#93. You gotta learn the alphabet, backwards and forwards. And then the choice is yours, 'cause last I looked, the Bible is written in the same words, the exact same alphabet, as my favorite pornography. Choice is yours.
David Lee Roth
#94. Some of her last words to me, Mason, were 'I believe in fate and I believe you were supposed to walk into my life, so
Mason could walk into yours. I know she can't be wrong.
Ella Frank
#95. I am sorry too," said Lupin. "Sorry I will never know [my son] ... but he will know why I died and I hope he will understand I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life.
J.K. Rowling
#96. During my second draft pass on my last book I made 20,000 words happen in a week, which is practically supernatural for me, and it would never have been possible without three nights in a hotel in my own city.
Laini Taylor
#97. My chest of books divide amongst my friends--
John Keats
#98. I go now to my long rest in the timeless halls beyond the seas and the Mountains of Aman. It will be long ere I am seen among the Noldor again; and it may be that we shall not meet a second time in death or life, for the fates of our kindreds are apart. Farewell!
J.R.R. Tolkien
#99. I am a shark, Cassie," he says slowly, drawing the words out, as if he might be speaking to me for the last time. Looking into my eyes with tears in his, as if he's seeing me for the last time. "A shark who dreamed he was a man.
Rick Yancey
#100. He raised his bony fingers as if to touch me and I steeled myself not to flinch as his hand, still smoldering, neared my face.
He rattled and spoke his last words. Worth ... the ... fall.
Gwen Hayes
