What's that?" "The laundry basket?" "No, next to it." "I don't see anything next to it." "It's my last shred of dignity. It's very small.

But a lot of times, people die how they live. And so last words tell me a lot about who people were, and why they became the sort of people biographies get written about.

Most loves don't last. But some do.

Dying is the last thing I would EVER do!

We Play the broken string of our instruments one last time