A Quote by John Barrymore

Dying is the last thing I will ever do. — © John Barrymore
Dying is the last thing I will ever do.
Dying is the last thing I would EVER do!
I have no intention of dying. In fact, it will be the last thing I do!
Losing a family member, and her dying knowing she didn't have to die, that...is a scar that will last forever for the people remaining, and even with good actions and good words, that scar will never disappear. Ever.
It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking.
My father was a really great man. I'll never forget the last thing he ever said to me. Nor will I ever repeat it.
Do you remember the last thing you said to me? The last thing you did to me? And what was the last thing I said to you? Because trust me when I said it I knew it was the last thing I’d ever say.
Passion is the thing that sustains you in acting. If you're doing it for fame and money, don't even bother because it will never happen. The last thing I ever expected was to be paid for this.
Silence is the last thing the world will ever hear from me.
We are dying, we are dying, piecemeal our bodies are dying and our strength leaves us, and our soul cowers naked in the dark rain over the flood, cowering in the last branches of the tree of our life.
No ride is ever the last one. No horse is ever the last one you will have. Somehow there will always be other horses, other places to ride them.
The religion of the Indian is the last thing about him that the man of another race will ever understand.
I think at every moment in the last probably 100 years, when the institutional church had the opportunity to do the right thing, they did the wrong thing. They're a dying institution in many parts of the world because they refuse to ordain women or married people. And now they're a dying institution because some of their members did enormous harm to young people and instead of responding aggressively with humility, and with love, and with the confession of wrongdoing, they tried to spin it as though they were a political party, and that's just deplorable.
It was a small thing, but it was a thing, and things have a way of either dying or growing, and it wasn’t dying.
We are dying, we are dying, we are all of us dying and nothing will stay the death-flood rising within us and soon it will rise on the world, on the outside world.
The frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.
You'll understand what life is if you think about the act of dying. When I die, how will I be different from the way I am right now? In the first moments after death, my body will be scarcely different in physical terms than it was in the last seconds of life, but I will no longer move, no longer sense, nor speak, nor feel, nor care. It's these things that are life. At that moment, the psyche takes flight in the last breath.
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