• Don't let it end like this. Tell them I said something.
• Crito, I owe a cock to Asclepius; will you remember to pay the debt?
• Drink to me.
• Ah, well, then I suppose I shall have to die beyond my means.
• Now comes the mystery.
Henry Ward Beecher
• Go on, get out. Last words are for fools who haven't said enough.
Karl Marx's last words to his housekeeper
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