“Football Season Is Over. No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun—for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your age. Relax — This won’t hurt.”
The author of “Fear and loathing in Las Vegas” left these final words in a suicide note to wife Anita. He had been suffering from depression and killed himself with a gunshot to the head, at the age of 67.
“Good friend for Jesus’ sake forbear, To dig the dust enclosed here. Blessed be the man that spares these stones, and cursed be he that moves my bones.”
This is the inscription on the famous playwright’s gravestone. The Bard died on his birthday at the age of 52, and was buried at the Holy Trinity Church next to wife Anne.
“On the ground.”
The novelist and social critic’s final words were spoken to his sister-in-law Georgina when she asked him to lie down. Charles Dickens died from a stroke and was laid to rest at Poets’ Corner, Westminster Abbey.
“You are wonderful.”
The author and physician, best known for his creation of the detective Sherlock Holmes, died at his home of a heart attack. These were his last words spoken to wife Jean.
“I know what you are thinking of, but I have nothing to communicate on the subject of religion.”
Writer and early feminist, who died of septicaemia following complications after the birth of her daughter Mary Shelley.
“Take away these pillows, I won’t need them any longer.”
Novelist and mathematician, author of Alice in Wonderland, died at his sisters’ home in Surrey of pneumonia following a bout of influenza.
“Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more.”
Author and poet best remembered for writing children’s fairy tales, died of liver cancer at the home of a friend.
“Lord, help my poor soul.”
Writer and poet best known for his Gothic fiction, spoke these last words on his deathbed to the physician attending him. He died at Washington College Hospital, the cause of death is a mystery.
“Oh, I am not going to die, am I? He will not separate us. We have been so happy.”
Novelist and poet, author of Jane Eyre, these final words were spoken to her husband Arthur. But God did separate them, and she died of tuberculosis together with her unborn child.
“I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been.”
Influential author, this is the final line in the suicide note left to her husband. She drowned by filling her coat pockets with stones and walking into the River Ouse, her body was found three weeks later.
