Bed Quote by Anonymous Download Open image “Do you want to die old and craven in your bed?- How else? Though not till I'm done reading.” — Anonymous ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bed Done Reading Want Wanting to die
“I prefer my history dead. Dead history is writ in ink, the living sort in blood." "Do you want to die old and craven… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Only the mediocre want to die of old age. Suffer, then, drink pleasure to its last dregs, cry or laugh, scream in despair or… — Emil Cioran Copy Share Image
“Death should hold no fear for a man as old as me, but it does. Isn’t that silly? It is always dark where I… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
A craven can be as brave as any man, when there is nothing to fear. And we all do our duty, when there is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
And here I am, dying in my bed, like cattle die. May the eyes of cowards never sleep. — Khalid ibn al-Walid Copy Share Image
My life is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead, Run around hustlin...scared of the feds. They said death is eternal… — Styles P Copy Share Image
“I just can't help thinking what a real shake up it would give people if, all of a sudden, there were no new books,… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
I don't know as I am fit for anything and I have thought that I could wish to die young and let the remembrance… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
I forewarn you, this will be a rather long talk. I am an old man. I do not know how much longer I will… — Gordon B. Hinckley Copy Share Image
And a tear rolled down her cheek, as she said goodbye; because she's walking away, and she's never looking back — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You'll seldom experience regret for anything that you've done. It is what you haven't done that will torment you. The message, therefore, is clear.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Scrabble - The game is available in Braille. That’s a nice fact. This makes me feel better about humanity for some reason. I can’t… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“THIS tale of my sore-troubled life I write, To thank the God of nature, who conveyed My soul to me, and with such care… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Put on my J's and dance the whole night away Im naughty by nature like Im hip-hop hooray With my hands in the sky,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Me.. I have been through a lot, but I still manage to have a smile on my face. Im not worried about the past… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The only person I've ever purposely caused pain here is myself...By simply sharing, caring too much. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When man of slender visits you / Nothing on earth that one can do / In well he’ll hide, or watery hole / And… — Jack Goldstein Copy Share Image
Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in bed at the same time. — Frederic Raphael Copy Share Image
The beginning of love is all about the butterflies, but the end of it is when you can't get out of bed in the… — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Leave a cavity behind the [wall] facings, and on the inside build walls two feet thick, made of red dimension stone or burnt brick… — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share Image
Why couldn't Jesus command us to obsess over everything, to try to control and manipulate people, to try not to breathe at all, or… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“To all the secret writers, late-night painters, would-be singers, lapsed and scared artists of every stripe, dig out your paintbrush, or your flute, or… — Shauna Niequist Copy Share Image
“In the parking lot, she drove and parked in a dark area with no other cars around. She reclined her seat, and listened to… — Tao Lin Copy Share Image
It wasn't really touching to be young; it was touching not to be young, because you had less of life left. Touching to be… — Rose Macaulay Copy Share Image
I have to meditate before I go to bed, always. I have to let the day go and let the eternal in. — Bellamy Young Copy Share Image
Sometimes by a woodland stream he watched the water rush over the pebbled bed, its tiny modulations of bounce and flow. A woman's body… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share Image