The Last Words Of Famous Writers

hummingbirdbandit:

someoneintheshadow446:

vintage-mist:

dali-daydreams:

When you’ve dedicated your life to words, it’s important to go out eloquently.

  1. Ernest Hemingway: “Goodnight my kitten.” Spoken to his wife before he killed himself.
  2. Jane Austen: “I want nothing but death.” In response to her sister, Cassandra, who was asking her if she wanted anything.
  3. J.M Barrie: “I can’t sleep.”
  4. L. Frank Baum: “Now I can cross the shifting sands.”
  5. Edgar Allan Poe: “Lord help my poor soul.”
  6. Thomas Hobbes: “I am about to take my last voyage, a great leap into the dark,”
  7. Alfred Jarry: “I am dying…please, bring me a toothpick.”
  8. Hunter S. Thompson: “Relax — this won’t hurt.”
  9. Henrik Ibsen: “On the contrary!”
  10. Anton Chekhov: “I haven’t had champagne for a long time.”
  11. Mark Twain: “Good bye. If we meet—” Spoken to his daughter Clara.
  12. Louisa May Alcott: “Is it not meningitis?” Alcott did not have meningitis, though she believed it to be so. She died from mercury poison.
  13. Jean Cocteau: “Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking towards me, without hurrying.”
  14. Washington Irving: “I have to set my pillows one more night, when will this end already?”
  15. Leo Tolstoy: “But the peasants…how do the peasants die?”
  16. Hans Christian Andersen: “Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more.”
  17. Charles Dickens: “On the ground!” He suffered a stroke outside his home and was asking to be laid on the ground.
  18. H.G. Wells: “Go away! I’m all right.” He didn’t know he was dying.
  19. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: “More light.”
  20. W.C. Fields: “Goddamn the whole fucking world and everyone in it except you, Carlotta!” “Carlotta” was Carlotta Monti, actress and his mistress.
  21. Voltaire: “Now, now, my good man, this is no time for making enemies.” When asked by a priest to renounce Satan.
  22. Dylan Thomas: “I’ve had 18 straight whiskies…I think that’s the record.”
  23. George Bernard Shaw: “Dying is easy, comedy is hard.”
  24. Henry David Thoreau: “Moose…Indian.”
  25. James Joyce: “Does nobody understand?”
  26. Oscar Wilde: “Either the wallpaper goes, or I do.” 
  27. Bob Hope: “Surprise me.” He was responding to his wife asking where he wanted to be buried.
  28. Roald Dahl’s last words are commonly believed to be “you know, I’m not frightened. It’s just that I will miss you all so much!” which are the perfect last words. But, after he appeared to fall unconscious, a nurse injected him with morphine to ease his passing. His actual last words were a whispered “ow, fuck”
  29. Salvador Dali hoped his last words would be “I do not believe in my death,” but instead, they were actually, “Where is my clock?”
  30. Emily Dickinson: “I must go in, the fog is rising.”

Tag yourself. I’m HG Wells.

I’m James Joyce

No, but no one is explaining Ibsen!!

He had been really fucking sick for days, and woke up from a feverish night. His nurse? Wife? Asked him if he was feeling better. He smiled, said “On the contrary!” And died.

Supreme power move from my man Ibsen.

left-reminders:

berniesrevolution:

Amazon is still bad. Jeff Bezos is still bad. Bezos and other oligarchs being able to own whole media empires are still bad. 

Reminds me of when Trump sarcastically implied we should remove Founding Father statues in response to Confederate monuments being removed (since both sets of people were slave-owner oligarchs). Democrats laughed that off as a ridiculous conclusion to jump to. Those of us on the left were fully on board with the conclusion, even if Trump’s broader point was dead wrong.

becausedragonage:

northstarfan:

octopusheart:

feelingswithbrandy:

ms-kawaiisammy:

bluedogeyes:

Zephyr (Faith Herbert) is a psiot with the power of flight. She is a member of Peter Stanchek’s Renegades and often acts as the moral compass of the team.

She’s so cute and positive and she’s such a sweetheart

Oh my god????

My chest just got so tight and I think I’m going to cry she looks like me

If you’re interested in the comics, Faith is from Harbinger (published by Valiant Comics). Her one-shot can be purchased here.

I need this. Right now. It’s funny how you don’t know some aspect of yourself isn’t represented in a certain media until it IS and you’re just sitting there, looking at it, drinking it in like you’ve been thirsty for 41 years. 

Wow. 

enecoo:

enecoo:

What is so terrible about Yoshi’s New Island is that for everyone who played Yoshi’s Island, they can agree that it was very heartwarming to see Mario and Luigi being delivered to their parents, it was very sweet and nostalgic and it fills you with a great sense of accomplishment. The game acted as a genesis to how the brothers came to be heroes of the Mushroom Kingdom we all know today. But…

Yoshi’s New Island completely throws the ending of Yoshi’s Island out of the window by establishing that the parents you saw in the ending were actually the wrong ones and that Mario and Luigi had been delivered to the wrong parents. So the stork had to retrieve them, so it could deliver them to their – supposedly – real parents, utterly wrecking the ending of the previous game. Your childhood was a lie.