Findings:
- "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
- He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
- He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
- He's been places they have not.
- The streets were washed fresh with rain and a warm wind blew as I showed up to everything just barely on time.
- Technological advances take up more of our time
- Before time takes each year
- their eyes meet for the first time, but they saw each other's hearts
- How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
- Wake up... Time to die!
- Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
- He wakes up everyday, puts an empty gun in his mouth, and pulls the trigger.
- "for the last time: Up here they don't wear Lederhosen!": A christmassy eurotrash nodermeet.
- I should ask my barber where he gets his hair cut, then go there and slowly make my way up the chain
- He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
- People don't flail when they die
- They will love him long after he is gone.
- He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
- Each time she tells you this, she is lying.
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: IV
- up his own arse
- Even as he watched the sea rise up like anger
- Does He Take Sugar?
- He just left his body
- Your words like warm water, his words like salt
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: X
- He was hard in all the wrong places
- I joined the Army in order to die, and they sent me where I could die
- She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
- She lights everything up. He glows in the dark.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- How Eulenspiegel placed himself inside his horse
- Galileo: A Democrat Before His Time
- He Would Close His Eyes, and the World Would Burn.
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XIII
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: With Synge in Connemara
- Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
- Losing your mind a little each time
- You can learn a lot about someone from the way they die
- they seem each like a smile of great sweetness
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- To each his own religion
- The First Time I Saw a Person Die
- He found a liquid cure for his landlocked blues
- I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
- judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
- I wanted to see how many times he wouldn't ask.
- I hope they kill me while I'm standing here, so I can die happy.
- He began to learn that waste flows downstream. Imagine his surprise.
- A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
- Synge and the Ireland of His Time
- If a cop harasses you, take his badge number
- Giving a cat oral medication
- and now forever frozen in time he
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: VII
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: IX
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: II
- His name came up like a match on wooden me
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XIV
- Pick up the Phone Booth and Die
- When I was 21, he was building a Time Machine
- Fucked up ways to die
- GpBCT: proof that Bob wins on a countable union of sets if he's guaranteed a win on each one of them
- Kick up dust in the ruins of each other's souls
- I Flee the City, Temples, and Each Place
- They hit each other, like fucking Christ intended!
- They fed off each other, which is unusual in a couple, but nice to see.
- A regiment of intellectual ghosts walks the streets of this working class city, casting dignity, reason, and courage into each soul they pass by
- He just wanted to give me something he forgot to give me a long time ago
- Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
- Old men never die, they just spout poetry
- He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
- "Shut up," he explained
- When you grow up, your heart dies
- I saved his life. He does not know it.
- why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
- He takes the light switch between two fingers, wishing for a chain to pull
- The time a thug punched my friend in the face because he could
- He made a felon of himself and ended up a box in our spare room.
- he did not look back. he walked slowly. he might stop at any time.
- "Don't die to go to heaven, start in on Doctor Pepper and end up on whiskey!!"
- He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
- The class valedictorian was still tripping balls when he was bailed out in time to give the commencement speech at graduation
- So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
- I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
- It's easier to kick a praying man, because he's on his knees already
- I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
- When Will You Die for the Last Time in My Dreams?
- he was alive, and some of the other people, they were carbon copies
- mr. T pities the fool regardless of whether he is wearing his seatbelt
- I sealed up my future where he could not get it.
- Intrepid Traveller and His Band of Merry Pranksters Look for A Cool Place
- If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
- a bit of ash in his face keeps him warm
- It's hard to know what to say when a friend's parent they always hated suddenly dies
- Intrepid Traveller and His Band of Merry Pranksters Look for A Cool Place: episode 2
- A man with a tapeworm up his nose
- And then he ran into my knife. He ran into my knife ten times.
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XV
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: III
- You can't see a man die hundreds of times and not think him immortal
- Ground rush
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XI
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: VI
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: VIII
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XII
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: I
- his place, late at night
- Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and start slitting throats
- History of His Own Time
- A mace to the face keeps every man in his place
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: V
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: Preface
- Ain’t there a pen that will write before they die?
- Nah, these random encounters with beautiful strangers won't destroy me at all. But I guess I thought it'd be a good way to die at the time.
- It takes two people to make you and one person to die. That is how the world is going to end.
- A chorus of phones each time she calls
- Until I die there will be sounds. And they will continue following my death. One need not fear about the future of music.
- From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs
- They are in love with each other, or the city
- To Each His Own
- when you reflect that john now knows how he's going to die.
- The time you live in is the time you die in
- The Man Felt an Iron Hand Grasp Him by the Hair, at the Nape. Not One Hand, a Hundred Hands Seized Him, Each by the Hair, and Tore Him Head to Foot, the Way You Tear Up a Sheet of Paper, Into Hundreds of Little Pieces
- He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
- Live so that they cry when you're born and laugh when you die
- I know them by the trucks they drive, the names they call each other, the tattoos on hot, shirtless days, the music they blast after lunch, to get through the rest of the day.
- It's Time for Me to Die
- He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
- Don't kill your invisible husband to see what he looks like or you'll sob your heart out. But don't worry about the millions of invisible men coming to attack your village because they won't kill you if you don't know how to fight them.
- How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
- He flops over and bonks his head
- As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
- I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
- How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
- He put a hand on each of our shoulders; it's a wonder he wasn't electrocuted.
- They did not forgive us, she thought. We will surely die.
- He stretched out his arms but she was not there
- He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
- He weaves his words
- He needed to repeat some well-used mantra of love just one more time
- In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
- He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
- I'm up, he sees me, I'm down
- He is honest and forthright with strangers. He reserves his lies for his family
- Mr. Potato Head Sprouted. He got moldy. Now he's all dried up, but he's still up in the cabinet.
- I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
- The object of war is not to die for your country, but to make the other bastard die for his
- It was late when he came home; it woke you up
- He was the kind of man who shacked up for shelter
- When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
- When you kill people they die
- He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
- When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
- and slowly, stealthily, and half sideways looking, he placed the loaded musket’s end against the door.
- Zip him back up, he sucks.
- Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
- His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
- restarting a player after his character dies
- If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
- In the dream he laughs and says, You thought they were graceful on the ground
- They die obscurely under assumed names
- And They Didn't Die
- Mr. Lunch takes the bus. In fact, he prefers it.
- He made a way to his anger
- Why Won't Jesse Helms Just Hurry Up and Die?
- he is too shy to write his tale
- Amakuni once drew an old sword of his from a box, suddenly overjoyed by something he had cast aside.
- "The Americans in their wisdom have taken the heads off the pictures, enlarged them and superimposed them with the heads of animals and then strung them up all over the walls of the interrogation room," he said
- He vowed not to consider any time interval shorter than one hour.
- Time to die
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