He died the way he lived: Expecting to finally start living.

“Another reptilian brain disguised as a modest mouse in the rat race.”

— Alexander Akyna

“I'll eat your eyeballs with chopsticks.”

— Alexander Akyna

“A poet is a blind optimist. The world is against him for many reasons. But the poet persists. He believes that he is on…

— Jack Kerouac

“The poet is individual—he is complete in himself: the others are as good as he; only he sees it, and they do not.”

— Walt Whitman

She died--this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her…

— Emily Dickinson

We took such care of tomorrow, but died on the way there.

— Warsan Shire

“Anyhow, Molly died, in the way that all really good things die, fast and brutal and for no apparent reason.”

— David Wong

I believe he died this way on purpose. I believe he wanted no chilling moments, no one to witness his last breath and be…

— Mitch Albom

“The thing was, the places of your life, like the clothes you wore and the car you drove and the friends and associates you…

— J.R. Ward

And that's the way I have always lived, for the laughs – today. N-O-W. No Other Way.

— Mickey Rooney

“It had to do with the way she lived, in the country of her own skin. A country that issued no visas and seemed…

— Arundhati Roy

“...the way she lived and died waiting for every text message, the way she overthought every abbreviation and smiley face, and hunted for every…

— Lisa Henry

“She would die feeling, because that was the way she had always lived.”

— Britt Skrabanek

“Music took her somewhere, and I used to wonder where. I thought it was dumb, the way she lived for a collection of sounds,…

— Megan Lindholm

In his own way, he's lived life with all the intensity he could muster.

— Haruki Murakami