Famous Last Words

Victor Hugo: I see black light.

Emily Dickinson: I must go in, the fog is rising.

H. G. Wells: Go away, I’m all right.

James Joyce: Does nobody understand?

Dylan Thomas: I’ve had eighteen straight whiskies, I think that’s the record . . .

Eugene O’Neill: I knew it. I knew it. Born in a hotel room - and God damn it - died in a hotel room.

Oscar Wilde: Either that wallpaper goes, or I do.

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