Anton Chechov I’ve always been drawn to hearing and reading about people’s last words - their final proclamation before taking one last breath. It could be something to do with loving punchlines. Or it could be that I’m just macabre. Either way, the playwright Anton Chekhov didn’t disappoint on his deathbed. His final words were: “It’s never too late for a glass of champagne”. And the poet, Sir John Betjeman, complained, “I didn’t have enough sex.”
WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE YOUR LAST WORDS TO BE?
WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE YOUR LAST WORDS TO BE?
WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE YOUR LAST WORDS TO BE?
Anton Chechov I’ve always been drawn to hearing and reading about people’s last words - their final proclamation before taking one last breath. It could be something to do with loving punchlines. Or it could be that I’m just macabre. Either way, the playwright Anton Chekhov didn’t disappoint on his deathbed. His final words were: “It’s never too late for a glass of champagne”. And the poet, Sir John Betjeman, complained, “I didn’t have enough sex.”