Is it the Fourth?
Thomas JeffersonMots clés dying-last-words
Let's cool it, brothers.
Malcolm XMots clés dying-last-words
My God. What's happened?
Diana, Princess of WalesMots clés dying-last-words
Oh, do not cry - be good children and we will all meet in heaven.
Andrew JacksonMots clés dying-last-words
Just take me with you. Please.
I cant.
Please, Papa.
I cant. I cant hold my son dead in my arms. I thought I could but I cant.
Mots clés father dying-last-words
Now would you do me a favor?' From somewhere inside me came this devastating assault to make me cry. But I withstood. I would not cry. I would merely indicate to Jennifer - by the affirmative nodding of my head - that I would be happy to do her any favor whatsoever.
'Would you please hold me very tight?' she asked.
I put my hand on her forearm - Christ, so thin - and gave it a little squeeze.
'No, Oliver,' she said, 'really hold me. Next to me.'I was very, very careful - of the tubes and things - as I got onto the bed with her and put my arms around her.
'Thanks, Ollie.'
Those were her last words.
Mots clés dying-last-words
Az oxigén nélkül hagyott szívizomzat nagy frekvenciával reszket, ütések híján vért nem továbbít, beáll a kamrafibrillatio. A sinuscsomó, mely individuális ritmust adott, mindenkinek a személyes ritmusát, nagy zavarodottságában leáll a maga ütemével, s akkor legalábbis átmenetileg nincs szívműködés. Mindennapi tudatát elveszíti az ember, bár az orvosokkal ellentétben nem mondanám, hogy elveszíti az eszméletét. Jobban észnél voltam, mint bármikor.
És akkor valami nagyon érdekes kezdődik, valami fantasztikus történik, tulajdonképpen erről kéne beszélni.
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Olyasmi folytatódik, amit igen nehéz szavakkal megragadni, mert a halál előtti állapotban csaknem érvényét veszíti az egyezményes időszámítás. Egy nagy villanykapcsolót lekattintanak, magát a főkapcsolót. Amitől a látás, az észlelés és a gondolkodás közel sem szűnik meg. E párhuzamosan működő funkciók a frissen szerzett észleléseiket azonban nem a tudat egyezményes időrendjére fűzik fel.
Mots clés death death-and-dying dying-last-words
It is a dreadful thing to wait and watch for the approach of death; to know that hope is gone, and recovery impossible; and to sit and count the dreary hours through long, long, nights - such nights as only watchers by the bed of sickness know. It chills the blood to hear the dearest secrets of the heart, the pent-up, hidden secrets of many years, poured forth by the unconscious helpless being before you; and to think how little the reserve, and cunning of a whole life will avail, when fever and delirium tear off the mask at last. Strange tales have been told in the wanderings of dying men; tales so full of guilt and crime, that those who stood by the sick person's couch have fled in horror and affright, lest they should be scared to madness by what they heard and saw; and many a wretch has died alone, raving of deeds, the very name of which, has driven the boldest man away.
("The Drunkard's Death")
Mots clés dying deathbed dying-last-words deathbed-confession
When I die, I would love to die smiling. If however I forget this, I hope I have someone there to make me smile.
FaforeMots clés life love death hope smile dying dying-last-words
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