Oscar Wilde Deathbed Quotes & Sayings

It's like living in a retirement home! Clarence is taking a nap right now, and he eats at five. It's so boring."
"You've only been here for two days."
"And that's been more than enough. The only thing keeping me alive is that he keeps a hefty supply of liquor on hand. But at the rate I'm going, that'll be gone by the weekend. Jesus Christ, I'm climbing the walls." His eyes fell on the cross at my neck. "Oh. Sorry. No offense to Jesus. — Richelle Mead

People are never satisfied. If they have a little, they want more. If they have a lot, they want still more. Once they have more, they wish they could be happy with little, but are incapable of making the slightest effort in that direction. — Paulo Coelho

You're my undeniable truth - my destiny, he murmured, reaching for my lips. — Nely Cab

People that trust themselves a dozen miles from the city, in strange houses, with servants they don't know, needn't be surprised if they wake up some morning and find their throats cut. — Mary Roberts Rinehart

We want books that are written for those of us who doubt everything, who cry over the least little thing, who are startled by the slightest noise. — Laurence Cosse

Was terrified, and logic meant nothing when you were scared. — Kim Harrison

Accepting defeat is not wisdom. — T.K. Kiser

And now, I am dying beyond my means. (Said while sipping champagne on his deathbed.) — Oscar Wilde

I think service to others is the real key to winning our own personal freedom and the road to our own happiness, our own personal contentment and fulfillment. — Martin Sheen

I am a stranger to half measures. With life I am on the attack, restlessly ferreting out each pleasure, foraging for answers, wringing from it even the pain. I ransack life, hunt it down. I am the hungry peasants storming the palace gates. I will have my share. No matter how it tastes. — Marita Golden

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. — William Shakespeare