The last words of famous people before death. The dying words of the great
Empress
Elizaveta Petrovna extremely surprised the doctors when, half a minute before her death
rose up on the pillows and, as always, menacingly, asked: “Am I still
alive?!” But before the doctors had time to get scared, everything corrected itself.
Count Tolstoy said the last thing on his deathbed: “I would like to hear the gypsies - and I don’t need anything else!”
Composer Edvard Grieg: “Well, if this is inevitable...”.
Pavlov: “Academician Pavlov is busy. He is dying.”
The famous naturalist Lacepede gave the order to his son: “Charles, write the word END in large letters at the end of my manuscript.”
Physicist Gay-Lussac: “It’s a pity to leave at such an interesting moment”
Louis XV's daughter Louise: "Gallop to heaven! Gallop to heaven!"
Victor Hugo: "I see a black light...".
Eugene O'Neill, writer: "I knew it! I knew it! Born in a hotel and... damn it... dying in a hotel."
George Byron: "Well, I'm off to bed."
Louis XIV shouted at his household: “Why are you crying? Did you think I was immortal?”
Father
dialectics Friedrich Hegel: “Only one person understood me in
throughout his life... But in essence... he didn’t understand me either!”
"Wait
just a minute." Pope Alexander VI said this. Everyone did so,
but, alas, nothing worked out, dad still died.
Vaslav Nijinsky, Anatole France, Garibaldi whispered the same word before their death: “Mama!”
Euripides,
who, according to rumors, was simply terrified of his imminent death, when asked
What can such a person be afraid of in death? great philosopher, replied: "What I
I do not know anything".
Dying, Balzac recalled one of the characters in his stories, the experienced doctor Bianchon: “He would have saved me...”.
Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky: “Hope!.. Hope! Hope!.. Damned!”
Before his execution, Mikhail Romanov gave his boots to the executioners: “Use them, guys, they are royal after all.”
Spy-dancer Mata Hari blew a kiss to the soldiers aiming at her: “I’m ready, boys.”
The philosopher Immanuel Kant said just one word before his death: “Enough.”
One of the filmmaker brothers, 92-year-old O. Lumiere: “My film is running out.”
Ibsen, after lying in silent paralysis for several years, stood up and said: “On the contrary!” - and died.
Nadezhda Mandelstam to her nurse: “Don’t be afraid.”
Alexander Blok: “Russia ate me like a stupid pig of its own”
Somerset Maugham: "Dying is a boring activity. Never do it!"
Heinrich Heine: "God will forgive me! This is his work."
Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev on his deathbed uttered a strange thing: “Farewell, my dears, my whitish ones...”.
The famous English surgeon Joseph Green, out of medical habit, measured his pulse. “The pulse is gone,” he said.
Poet
Felix Arver, hearing a nurse say to someone: "It's at the end
KoLidora," moaned from last bit of strength: “Not KoLidora, but KoRidora” and died.
Leonardo da Vinci: “I insulted God and people! My works did not reach the heights to which I aspired!”
Fyodor Tyutchev: “What a torment that you can’t find a word to convey a thought”
Paulette Brilat-Savarin, the sister of a famous French gastronome, on her hundredth birthday, after the third course, feeling the approach of death, said: “Hurry up, serve the compote - I’m dying.”
Oscar
Wilde, dying in his hotel room, looked around with his fading gaze
tasteless wallpaper on the walls and sighed: “They are killing me. Some of us
I'll have to leave." He left. The wallpaper remained.
But Einstein’s last words have sunk into oblivion - the nurse did not know German...
At this tragic moment, someone finds the strength to joke, someone says goodbye to their family and asks for forgiveness, and someone simply leaves this world.
We present to your attention the last words of people who left their mark on history.
Words before death
1. Archimedes (about 287 BC - 212 AD)
Don't trample my circles.
Archimedes is an ancient Greek scientist, mathematician and mechanic, the founder of theoretical mechanics and hydrostatics. Archimedes died during the siege of Syracuse - he was killed by a Roman soldier (despite instructions not to touch the scientist) at a time when the scientist was absorbed in searching for a solution to the problem he had set himself.
2. Isaac Newton (1642 - 1727)
I don't know how the world perceived me. To myself I always seemed like a boy playing on the seashore and amusing myself by searching for beautiful pebbles and shells, while the great ocean of truth lay unknown before me.
Isaac Newton is an outstanding English scientist, one of the founders of classical physics. Newton's biography is rich in every sense of the word. He made many discoveries in the fields of physics, astronomy, mechanics and mathematics. It was he who laid down the law universal gravity. Died on March 20 (31), 1727, in Kensington. Death occurred in a dream. Isaac Newton was buried in Westminster Abbey.
3. Ludwig Van Beethoven (1770 - 1827)
Applaud, friends, the comedy is over.
Ludwig Van Beethoven is a famous deaf composer who created 650 musical works, which are recognized as world classics. Life talented musician marked by a constant struggle with difficulties and adversities. The talented composer died at the age of 57, on March 26, 1827. In 1826. Beethoven caught a cold and contracted pneumonia. The pulmonary disease was accompanied by stomach pain. The doctor incorrectly calculated the dosage of the medicine, so the illness progressed daily and the composer was bedridden for 6 months, after which he died.
4. Leonardo da Vinci (1452 - 1519)
I have offended God and humanity because my creations did not reach the heights to which I aspired.
Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci is a man of Renaissance art, sculptor, inventor, painter, philosopher, writer, scientist, polymath (universal person). Modern researchers have concluded that the probable cause of the artist’s death was a stroke. Da Vinci died at the age of 67 in 1519. At the time of his death, the master was in the castle of Clos-Lucé near the city of Amboise, where he lived for the last three years of his life. In accordance with Leonardo's will, his body was buried in the gallery of the Church of Saint-Florentin. Unfortunately, the master's grave was destroyed during the Huguenot wars.
Farewell words
5. Andrei Mironov (1941 - 1987)
Head... head... my head.
Andrei Mironov - Honored Artist of the RSFSR (10/16/1974) and National artist RSFSR (12/18/1980). He has acted in films since 1962. He performed as an artist and singer on stage and television. Died on stage at Rizhsky opera house, not having time to finish reading his final monologue in Beaumarchais's play "Crazy Day, or The Marriage of Figaro." The actor's death occurred on August 16, 1987 from a cerebral hemorrhage (he had a congenital cerebral aneurysm). Andrei Mironov was buried on August 20, 1987 at Vagankovskoe cemetery in Moscow.
6. Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin (1799 - 1837)
Life is over, it’s hard to breathe... oppressive...
Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin is the light of Russian literature; many great works came from his pen. He was also a polyglot and knew a lot foreign languages. In addition to creativity, there were two more great hobbies in Pushkin’s life - women and gambling. The poet participated in two dozen duels. In most fights, Alexander Sergeevich’s friends managed to reconcile the duelists. The first duel took place when Pushkin was still a lyceum student. The last 29th duel turned out to be fatal for him. On February 8, 1837, Pushkin fought a duel with Dantes, was mortally wounded and died on February 10 in his house on the Moika.
7. Anton Pavlovich Chekhov (1860 - 1904)
I haven't had champagne for a long time.
Anton Pavlovich Chekhov - great Russian writer, talented playwright, academician, doctor by profession. The most important thing in his work is that many of his works have become classics of world literature, and his plays are staged in theaters around the world.
Chekhov suffered from tuberculosis since his high school years. In the summer of 1904, Chekhov went to a resort in Germany. Before his death, for the first time in his life, the writer himself asked to send for a doctor and ordered him to bring champagne. When the doctor arrived, Chekhov told him in German: “Ich sterbe” (“I’m dying”). Then he took the glass, drank the champagne to the bottom, lay down on his side and passed away into eternity. On July 9 (22), 1904, Anton Pavlovich was buried next to his father, behind the Assumption Church of the Novodevichy Convent.
8. Mikhail Yurievich Lermontov (1814 - 1841)
I won't shoot at this fool.
Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov is a great Russian poet and prose writer, as well as talented artist and a playwright whose works greatly influenced writers of the 19th and 20th centuries.
He had three duels in his life, the last of which became fatal. Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov was killed in a duel that took place in Pyatigorsk. The poet was returning from exile, and on the way he met his old acquaintance, Nikolai Martynov. They had a quarrel, as a result of which Martynov challenged the poet to a duel, where he died. He was only 26 years old.
9. Saltykov - Shchedrin (1826 - 1889)
Are you stupid?
Saltykov-Shchedrin Mikhail Evgrafovich - Russian realist writer, critic, author of sharp satirical works, known under the pseudonym Nikolai Shchedrin ( real name writer - Saltykov).
In the last years of his life, Saltykov-Shchedrin suffered from rheumatism and frequent colds, and went abroad for treatment. Mikhail Evgrafovich died on May 10, 1889 in St. Petersburg, and was buried next to Ivan Turgenev. The writer greeted death with the question “is it you, fool?”
10. Oscar Wilde (1854 - 1900)
Killer color! One of us will have to leave here.
Oscar Fingal O'Flaherty Wills Wilde- English writer of Irish origin, critic, philosopher, esthete; in the late Victorian period he was one of the most famous playwrights. Meningitis claimed the life of the poet on November 30, 1900. He was buried in the Bagno cemetery in Paris, but after a while his remains were reburied in the Père Lachaise cemetery.
Oscar Wilde died in a room with tacky wallpaper. Approaching death did not change his attitude towards life. After saying: “Killer colors! One of us will have to leave here,” he left.
The American poet Walt Whitman once remarked: “The last words, of course, are not the best examples of what we have said in life - they do not have the former brilliance, lightness, passion; life, finally... But they are immensely valuable, because they seem to sum up all our chatter in all our previous lives."
In the face of death, everyone thinks and talks about their own things - some say goodbye to their family and friends, others try to do what they love until the very end, and still others find nothing better than to utter some kind of barb at those present. For your attention - the dying statements of individuals who, one way or another, left their mark on history.
Gustav Mahler, composer. He died in his bed. IN last minutes throughout his life it seemed to him that he was conducting an orchestra and his final word was: “Mozart!”
Bessie Smith, singer: "I'm leaving, but I'm leaving in the name of the Lord."
Jean-Philippe Rameau, composer. The dying composer did not like the fact that the priest was singing psalms at his deathbed and he said: “Why the hell do I need all these songs, Holy Father? You are fake!
Jean-Paul Sartre, philosopher, writer. In the last minutes of his life, Sartre, turning to his beloved, Simone de Beauvoir, said: “I love you so much, my dear Beaver.”
Nostradamus, doctor, alchemist, astrologer. The thinker’s dying words, like many of his statements, turned out to be prophetic: “Tomorrow at dawn I will be gone.” The prediction came true.
Vladimir Nabokov, writer. Except literary activity Nabokov was interested in entomology, in particular the study of butterflies. His last words were: “Some butterfly has already taken flight.”
Marie Antoinette, Queen of France. Stepping on the foot of the executioner, who was leading her to the scaffold, the queen said with dignity: “Please excuse me, monsieur. I did not mean to".
Empress Elizaveta Petrovna extremely surprised the doctors when, half a minute before her death, she stood up on her pillows and, as always, threateningly, asked: “Am I still alive?!” But before the doctors had time to get scared, everything corrected itself.
Benjamin Franklin, politician, diplomat, scientist, journalist. When his daughter asked 84-year-old seriously ill Franklin to lie down differently so that he could breathe easier, the old man, sensing the imminent end, grumpily said: “Nothing comes easy to a dying person.”
Charles "Lucky" Luciano, gangster. Luciano died while filming a documentary about the Sicilian mafia. His dying phrase was: “One way or another, I want to get into the movies.” The mafioso's last wish came true - several feature films and films were made based on the life of Luciano. documentaries, he was one of the few gangsters who died a natural death.
Arthur Conan Doyle, writer. The creator of Sherlock Holmes died of a heart attack in his garden at the age of 71. His last words were addressed to his beloved wife: “You are wonderful,” the writer said and died.
William Claude Fields, comedian, actor. Dying, the great American said to his mistress Carlotta Monti: “May God curse this whole damn world and everyone in it except you, Carlotta.”
Percy Granger, pianist, composer. On his deathbed the composer last time confessed to his wife: “You are the only one I wanted.”
Oscar McIntyre, journalist. When one of the most talented American journalists of the early 20th century was dying, he asked his wife, who turned away, unable to see her husband’s agony: “My curious one, please turn here. I like to admire you."
John Wayne, actor. Before he died, the 72-year-old actor, known as the “King of the Western,” found the strength to declare his love to his wife one last time: “I know who you are. You are my girl, I love you."
Ernest Hemingway, writer. On July 2, 1961, Hemingway said to his wife: “ Good night, kitty". Then he went to his room, and a few minutes later his wife heard a loud, abrupt sound - the writer committed suicide with a shot in the head.
Eugene O'Neill, playwright, writer. In the last minutes of his life, O’Neill exclaimed: “I knew it! I knew it! I was born in a hotel and I’m dying, damn it, in a hotel!” Eugene O'Neill was born in a hotel room at the Broadway Hotel on October 16, 1888, and died at the Boston Hotel on November 27, 1953.
Josephine Baker, dancer, singer, actress. Josephine Baker knew how to have fun. All her life she gave people the joy of music and dance, and on the last night of her life, leaving another party, this extraordinary woman said goodbye to the guests: “You are young, but you behave like old people. You are boring."
Leonard Marx, comedian, actor, brother of Gaucho Marx. Before his death, one of the famous comedian brothers reminded his wife: “Darling, don’t forget what I asked you to do. Put a deck of cards and a pretty blonde in my coffin."
Wilson Mizner, playwright, entrepreneur. When Wilson, who was on his last legs, said, “Perhaps you want to talk to me?” the priest approached, Mizner, known for his sharp tongue, replied: “Why should I talk to you? I just spoke with your superiors."
Peter "Pistol Pete" Maravich, basketball player. The great American athlete collapsed with a heart attack while basketball game, having time to say only: “I feel great.”
Joan Crawford, actress. With one foot in the grave, Joan turned to the housekeeper, who was reciting a prayer: “Damn it! Don’t you dare ask God to help me!”
Bo Diddley, singer, founder of rock and roll. Famous musician died while listening to the composition “Walk Around Heaven”, authored by American singer Patti LaBelle. According to eyewitnesses, before his death, Diddley said: “Wow!”
Charlie Chaplin, actor, screenwriter, composer, director. To the priest’s offer to pray that “the Lord would take his soul to himself”: “Why not? Besides, she still belongs to him.”
Mata Hari, dancer, spy. Standing against the wall waiting to be shot: “Everything is an illusion. I'm ready, boys!
Bob Marley, musician. Dying of cancer in an American hospital, the king of reggae told his sons Stephen and Ziggy: “Money can’t buy life.”
Frida Kahlo, artist: “I hope this is a joyful departure and I never come back here again.”
The world's most famous female artist suffered all her life from a spinal injury suffered as a teenager. car accident. Last years she could no longer get out of bed. Even to go to my first solo exhibition in Mexico.
Boris Pasternak, writer: “Open the window.”
Academician Ivan Pavlov: “Academician Pavlov is busy. He is dying".
Count Leo Tolstoy said the last thing on his deathbed: “I would like to hear the gypsies - and I don’t need anything else!”
Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev on his deathbed uttered a strange thing: “Farewell, my dears, my whitish ones...”.
Dying, Honore de Balzac recalled one of the characters in his stories, the experienced doctor Bianchon: “He would have saved me...”.
Fyodor Tyutchev, poet: “What a torment that you can’t find a word to convey a thought.”
Somerset Maugham, writer: “Dying is a boring thing. Never do this!”
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Epitaphs on the monument are short / dad, mom, daughter and son
| Epitaphs |
| We remember, we mourn. |
| The world is empty without you. |
| The one who is forgotten is dead. |
| R.I.P. |
| God rest your Servant. |
| The earth is empty without you. |
| The earth is empty without you... |
| Sleep well, dear son. |
| Burning himself, he shone for others... |
| Only memory is stronger than death. |
| Sleep well, our dear son. |
| Sleep in peace and pray to God for us. |
| After parting there will be a meeting. |
| Thank you for the years we have lived together. |
| The earthly path is short, Memory is eternal. |
| And my heart hurts and my grief has no end. |
| The earthly path is short, memory is eternal. |
| With a bow to you, Mom... |
| The warmth of your soul remains with us. |
| It is impossible to forget, it is impossible to return. |
| It is impossible to return, it is impossible to forget. |
| Father, into your hands I commend my spirit. |
| Thank you for the years spent together... |
| Your bright image is in our memory. |
| You left this life, but not your heart. |
| There is no greater grief than the bitterness of loss. |
| Dear, beloved, the only one from... |
| Abode of light and goodness, accept Me. |
| It is impossible to return, it is impossible to forget... |
| And a day without You lasts longer than a century... |
| How little has been lived, how much has been experienced. |
| Eternal memory of you in the hearts of your loved ones. |
| There is no greater grief than the bitterness of loss. |
| You are the memory of happiness that rushed away. |
| Lord, accept the spirit of your Handmaid in peace. |
| In life and death we belong to God... |
| Your path is not interrupted - you remain in us. |
| The warmth of your soul remains with us. |
| Dear, dear mother. Thy will be done. |
| And eternal battle, we only dream of peace... |
| Your bright, pure image is always with us. |
| Days pass into eternity like a sleepy river... |
| He was righteous and blameless and walked with God! |
| You sleep, and we live, you wait, and we will come... |
| You, leaves, don't make noise, don't wake up our mother. |
| When we have it, we don’t keep it, and when we lose it, we cry. |
| A tragic death tore you from our family. |
| What can you express in words if your heart is numb? |
| Oblivion has no power before your soul and kindness. |
| Thank you for being on Earth, it’s a pity that it’s not enough... |
| Oblivion has no power before your soul and kindness. |
| Remember me, God, and do not abandon Those who love You... |
| Those who love you... Into your hands, Lord, I commend my spirit. |
| Cry little over the dead, because he has calmed down! |
| Your memory will remain forever in our hearts. |
| Death selects and pulls out the best ones one by one. |
| All the faces in the world will not burn your face out of your heart. |
| I bless everything that happened, I didn’t look for a better life. |
| They don’t part with their loved ones, they only stop being close to them. |
| They don’t part with their loved ones, they just stop living next to them. |
| How early you left, dear, Leaving us with sadness and pain. |
| It is not possible for us to predict how our word will respond... |
| You left life instantly, but the pain remained forever. |
| You lived in the world smiling. You left quietly without saying goodbye. |
| To the one whose thoughts were incorruptible and whose dreams were chaste. |
| How much in life you wanted, how little life gave you. |
| Don’t say with sadness: they don’t exist, but with gratitude: They were. |
| You are always in our memory. Death is the calm for everything. |
| Having left a mark in the hearts of people, the memory of you is forever alive. |
| Lord Jesus Christ, Shade him with the quiet light of salvation. |
| Neither the mind nor the heart can comprehend the abyss of grief and loss. |
| The eternal memory of you will forever remain in our hearts. |
| The bright memory of you will forever remain in our hearts. |
| The righteous will be in eternal memory; will not be afraid of evil rumors! |
| Words and tears are powerless to convey the depth of our grief. |
| You, like an angel, soared into the sky. How little time you spent with us... |
| To those who were dear during life, from those who love and mourn. |
| Your portrait leads like a trail... there is nothing dearer or dearer in the world. |
| We regret, cry and mourn that you remained forever young. |
| A loved one does not die, He simply stops living with us. |
| We love you, we are proud of you, and you are always alive in our memory. |
| Our sunshine, the Lord, gave you to us and instantly took you away. |
| You left us early, our beloved, and took away our happiness and joy. |
| Sleep well, dear son, We all love you, We remember and mourn. |
| You left us early, our beloved. He took away our happiness and joy. |
| With one soul the earth became poorer, with one star the heavens became richer. |
| The sorrow of the soul cannot be cried out with tears, The damp grave cannot understand grief. |
| His rebellious and kind soul is now sighing on a cloud, slowly. |
| Let us remember the century that there was a man in the world who looked like an angel. |
| With you, the whole white light has dimmed. Everything in the world exists. You're just not there. |
| How much of ours went with you, How much of yours remained with us. |
| I raised you, but I didn’t save you. And now the grave will save you. |
| Quiet, trees, don't make noise with the leaves. Mommy is sleeping, don't wake her. |
| Quiet trees, don't make noise with leaves. Mommy is sleeping, don't wake her... |
| I am not destined to live out my life as before in love and joy. |
| What is this monument that I see? - This is the grave of the man of God! |
| I loved you, I won’t forget you. I will love you forever. |
| In the huge book of Life, you only managed to read one title page. |
| The bright (eternal) memory of you will forever remain in our hearts. |
| The beautiful died in full bloom. Such is the lot of beauty in the world. |
| Our life is short and sad, and there is no salvation for man from death! |
| Those who were kind and agreeable in their life were not separated in their death! |
| I was lonely, daughter, without you. A year later I came to you too. |
| Oh, be quiet, trees, don’t make noise with the leaves, mommy is sleeping, don’t wake her. |
| My angel, I'm sorry, it's my fault. That I was not next to you at the hour of death. |
| He died in a good old age, full of life, wealth and glory... |
| You can’t express your grief, you can’t cry tears, you’ve taken joy away from home forever. |
| Do not express grief, do not cry tears. You took joy away from home forever. |
| You, like your own heart, cannot be forgotten and replaced. Those who love you... |
| You are always with us in our hearts and memories. Thank you for the years spent together... |
| Don't call me, I won't come to you. Don't rush to see me, I'll wait for you. |
| It’s so easy to imagine you alive that it’s impossible to believe in your death. |
| There is no need for inscriptions for my stone, just write here: it was, and it is not. |
| Here is the love that gave the truth, here is the sadness that wisdom brought. |
| And may young life play at the entrance to the grave and indifferent nature shine with eternal beauty. |
| Sleep well our son. |
| Eternal memory of you. |
| Sleep well our father. |
| Sleep well our mother. |
| Sleep well our daughter. |
| You are always in our memory. |
| Thank you for living. |
| I feel empty on earth without you. |
| Sleep well our dear daughter. |
| Sleep well our dear mother. |
| And my heart hurts, and my grief has no peace. |
| Your holy image is forever before us. |
| We love you and you are always alive in our memory. |
| Death chooses the best and pulls one at a time. |
| To you, the one and only, we bow our heads. |
| Can't express it in words of all grief and sadness, you are with us. |
| Leaving a mark in people's hearts, the memory of you is always alive. |
| I miss you so much to complete human happiness. |
| There are no words to express my pain and sorrow of our soul. |
| May the Lord reward your work, and may you have a full reward from the Lord God, to whom you came to rest under His wings! |
Beautiful poems on the monument / mom, dad, son, daughter
| Poetry |
| Such a pain.... Our baby is gone... And the cup was drunk brimming with grief. |
| Lived for others without sparing yourself. We remember you we love you. |
| It’s so easy to imagine you alive That it is impossible to believe in your death. |
| People can't be alive forever but happy is the one whose name will be remembered. |
| There is one less star on earth. There is one more star in the sky. |
| Do not express grief Don't cry any tears You took joy away from home forever. |
| He was a man, a warrior, a father, served the Fatherland and was the creator of fate. |
| No inscriptions are needed for my stone, Just say it here: he was and he is not! |
| You, like my own heart, It cannot be forgotten and replaced. Those who love you... |
| You took life on a short path, It didn’t have time to bloom and was gone forever. |
| Don't call me, I won't come to you. Don't rush to see me, I'll wait for you. |
| I lost my son. But you are always with me My boy, cheerful and lively. |
| Your death burned my heart with grief. Without you, what is peace and worldly affairs to me? |
| No more sorrow than in the abyss of grief, to remember irrevocable happiness. |
| Here is the love that gave the truth here is the sadness that wisdom brought |
| You sleep, and we live, You wait and we will come... Sleep in peace and Pray to God for us. |
| Sorry honey, didn't save you. The sun has set and darkness fell. |
| Blessed is he who left the celebration of life early. Without finishing a full glass of wine. |
| Everyone is given life only once. And you went through it completely and without a trace. |
| Don't call me I won't come to you. Don't rush to me, I'll wait for you. |
| You passed away But from the heart - no. No more sorrow Than the bitterness of loss. |
| The warmth of your soul stayed with us. And my heart hurts And there is no end to the grief. |
| Under this sky, life is a series of torments, will it take pity on us? Never... |
| Remember, dad, if the wind gets to you someone's crying We are crying for you. |
| Words cannot express all the grief and sadness. You are always with us in our hearts and memories. |
| Words cannot express all the grief and sadness. You are always with us in our hearts and memories. |
| The heart still doesn't believe In bitter loss. You closed all the doors And he left somewhere. |
| The heart still does not believe in the bitter loss. It’s like a door opened - you went somewhere. |
| What a pity that your life It was so short. But your memory will be eternal. |
| Why did you go, dear, to sleep in the damp ground? Why did you leave me to suffer alone? |
| The horse calms down no matter how zealous you are The sound dies equal to Mozart's sound. |
| We come from the darkness and we go into the darkness, don't know why, don't understand why. |
| Everything was in him: soul, talent and beauty. Everything sparkled for us like a bright dream. |
| Everything was in him - soul, talent and beauty. Everything sparkled for us like a bright dream. |
| We come here to lay flowers, It’s very difficult, dear, for us to live without you. |
| Our pain cannot be measured and cannot be poured out in tears. We will love you forever as if you were alive. |
| Passing, stop, pray for me, a sinner. I was like you, you will be like me. |
| Words can't express it We cannot cry our grief with tears. You are always in our hearts. |
| Sleep peacefully, my dear daughter. You've gone your short way Honest and joyful. |
| When a loved one passes away, There remains an emptiness in my soul, Which nothing can heal. |
| When a loved one passes away, there remains an emptiness in my soul, which nothing can fill. |
| Your bright image In our memory. Remember me God And do not leave those who love you. |
| Why did you leave, dear? Sleeping in damp ground? Why did you leave me Toil alone? |
| Words can't express it No tears to cry Our grief. You are always in our hearts. |
| Everything was in it - Soul, talent and beauty. Everything sparkled for us Like a bright dream. |
| How we suffer every hour. But the moment will come in that life you will meet us again. |
| We come here To put flowers. It’s very difficult, dear, We can live without you. |
| We come here for flowers Put. It’s very difficult, dear, without you live. |
| What can be expressed in words If your heart is numb? You, Lord, have done Anything you like. |
| Our pain cannot be measured And you can’t shed it in tears. We treat you as if alive We will love forever. |
| How early you left, dear, Leaving us with sadness and pain. Father, into your hands I convey my spirit. |
| Thank you, beloved, for your love and loyalty, for kindness and tenderness, for your kind and sensitive heart. |
| They don’t part with their loved ones, They just stop being around. The earthly path is short, The memory is eternal. |
| Your mother's tears will always be for you, Father's sadness, brother's loneliness, The grief of grandparents. |
| Your mother's tears will be eternal for you, father's sadness, brother's loneliness, grief of grandparents. |
| Everything in the world has its time. Everything above heaven has its time. There is a time to be born and a time to die. |
| Love for you dear son, will die only with us. Both our pain and our sorrow cannot be expressed in words. |
| The candle went out in the wind, and a funeral groan... And you, who stepped into silence, and an empty house. |
| Friends are found and lost. They don't die for us. And these monuments to them the living are put as if they were alive. |
| No mind, no heart, no soul They don't want to believe that the world you left earthly beloved son and brother. |
| Sleep peacefully, serenely you are our dear person. Took it with me to the grave our joy and peace. |
| He fell as if he were running, I didn't have time to do so much.... And it was as if he had broken a string, I wanted so much... |
| Let your face become younger we will recognize him anyway. And we will say: “Lord, God, receive your servant." |
| It's always quiet here And the wind roams freely. How sad, how painful it is without you We have to live in this world. |
| Your voice is silent forever and the hot heart cooled down. Lamp of life for centuries the breath of death was extinguished. |
| You loved life and wanted to do a lot, |
| You are no longer here, but we don’t believe you; you are in our souls forever. We will never heal our pain from that loss. |
| He died, but his soul is incorruptible She will rush off to another world We humbly ask the Lord: "Take her and put her to rest!" |
| It is not in our power to know you and there is no end to sorrow. Immeasurable is the pain that tears orphaned hearts apart... |
| Quiet leaves, don't make noise, don't wake up my friend, The question of life is over, there will be no more grief, no more tears. |
| Eternal memory of you in the hearts of relatives. We regret, we cry and we mourn, That you remained forever young. |
| Even after you pass away, you still live you are in our thoughts and dreams. We remember you both in joy and in pain. |
| The grief and sadness of your loss will remain with us forever. What could be more terrible and bitter than the loss of a husband and father. |
| Now, admiring you and confessing my love, Everyone carries with them in their souls a piece of immeasurable soul. |
| Unable to overcome grief, loss is a pain to bear. Nobody could help you forgive us, (name), forgive us. |
| Evil death crept up on me, I left you forever. Oh, how I would like to live, but this is my fate. |
| Relatives are close again. in heavenly paradise, full of bliss. You lived in the world in love, This is how we will remember you. |
| You loved life And I wanted to do a lot. But the thread broke too soon, Without letting you achieve your dreams. |
| Ivan and Anna - two graves, united by one destiny. Forgive them, Lord, have mercy and rest with the Saints. |
| You lived your life with dignity, leaving a memory forever. Sleep peacefully in the silent sea, the person we love. |
| Words and tears are powerless to convey the full depth of our grief. And those who did good will be called to account Resurrection of life. |
| We love you, and in our memory you are always alive. In the hearts of people, leaving a mark, The memory of you is forever alive. |
| Love for you, dear son, He will die only with us. And our pain and our sorrow Can't express it in words. |
| You loved life And I wanted to do a lot, But the thread broke too soon, Without letting you achieve your dreams. |
| Great sorrow cannot be measured, grief cannot be helped with tears. You are not with us, but you will never die in our hearts. |
| How much of ours went with you. How much of yours remains with us. Eternal memory of you In the hearts of relatives. |
in another you have found peace. They left, leaving a trace of sadness, outbursts of grief and melancholy. |
| You left us very early no one could save you. There is a wound in our hearts forever as long as we are alive you are with us. |
| You left this life instantly But the pain remained forever. How early you left, dear, leaving us with sadness and pain. |
| At the very top of the flight in the vast expanses of the earth An absurd chance has found you, But we couldn’t interfere. |
| You are no longer here, but we don’t believe you You are in our hearts forever. And my pain from that loss We will never heal. |
| Bright (Eternal) memory of you Will forever remain in our hearts. You are the memory of happiness What sped away. |
| You will not return, you will not look back, you will not become wise and gray-haired, You will always remain alive and young in our memory. |
| You left us very early, We mourn and remember lovingly, Dear grandmother and mother, It is so difficult for us to live without you. |
| I can't hear my native voice, Kind, sweet eyes are not visible. Why was fate cruel? How early you left us. |
| You gave us life in this world, In another you have found peace. Gone, leaving a trace of sadness, gusts of grief and melancholy. |
| Evil death has crept up on me, I left you forever. Oh, how I wish I could live But such is my fate. |
| Grief and sadness of your loss They will be with us forever. What could be worse and worse Losing a husband and father. |
| Can't be returned It is impossible to forget. There is no need for inscriptions for my stone Just write here: he was and is not. |
| Like drops of dew on roses, There are tears on my cheeks. Sleep well, dear son, We all love, remember and mourn you. |
| You left us, dear. The mournful hour of separation has come. But everything is still alive You are in our heart among us. |
| To your untimely grave our path will not be overgrown. Your image, tender and beloved, will always lead us here. |
| The Great Tribulation cannot be measured, Tears won't help my grief. You are not with us, but forever You will not die in our hearts. |
| You left this life instantly. The pain remains with us forever. But your image is beloved, tender, we will never forget |
| Nobody could save you Died very early But the bright image is your dear We will always remember. |
| To your untimely grave Our path will not be overgrown. Your dear image, dear image, It will always lead us here. |
| In the hearts of people, leaving a mark with your good deeds, We don't say the word "no" we say: “You are always with us.” |
| Everything in this life we are not eternal Someday our journey will end. But leaving this life, don’t forget about us, the living. |
| You gave us life in this world, in another - you have found peace. Gone, leaving a trace of sadness, gusts of Sorrow and Love... |
| You left early without saying goodbye and without saying a word to us. How can we live, convinced that you will never come back to us. |
| The Great Tribulation cannot be measured, Tears won't help my grief. You are not with us, but forever You will live in our hearts. |
| A serious illness has broken you. He passed away without living. Our dear, beloved son, how difficult it is for us to live without you. |
| Nobody could save you. He passed away very early. But your bright image, dear, we will always remember. |
| Spiritual joy, thirst for salvation put it in my heart, to the kingdom of heaven, to the world of consolation show me the straight path. |
| You won't come back, you won't look back. you will not become wise and gray-haired, You will remain in our memory always alive and young. |
| I remember you constantly. Empty and bitter, Son, without you. And my heart always skips a beat, that I won't meet you again. |
| Here is the love that gave the truth. Here is the sadness that wisdom brought. Dear, beloved, only from... |
| This pain will never go away and sadness will not go anywhere. And sadness settled forever. Where are you, our little man? |
| You left early without saying goodbye, And without saying a word to us, How can we continue to live, having made sure That you won't come back again. |
| How hard it is to find words To measure our pain with them. We cannot believe in your death, You will be with us forever. |
| How hard it is to find words To measure our pain with them. We cannot believe in your death. You will be with us forever. |
| There will be everything - slush and powder And more than once in the spring the snow will melt Just don't come back, my good one, And the person we love. |
| I'm sorry that we are under the starry sky Wear flowers to your stove. I'm sorry that we are left with air, No matter how much you inhaled. |
| You passed away very early. Words cannot express our pain. Sleep, dear, you are our pain and wound. The memory of you is always alive. |
| You died too early Words cannot express our pain. Sleep, dear, you are our pain and wound, The memory of you is always alive. |
| To the one who was dear during life. From those who love and mourn. There are no words to express All the pain and sorrow of our souls. |
| I'm sorry that we didn't save your life. We will have no peace for the rest of our lives. Not enough strength, not enough tears, to measure our grief. |
| Why, fate, do you punish those bypassing the laws of justice, who was the best among his peers, who had a golden soul. |
| Do not express grief, do not cry tears. You took joy from home forever You left this life instantly But the pain remained forever. |
| A river with a simple name: Life not as simple as it seemed. We wish we knew sooner what we got, At least they held hands. |
| These are the ashes, the remnants of existence, Where there is no face, where the eyes have already decayed, A lesson to those who knew how to captivate, What prison did my soul live in? |
| Don’t find out where I’ve led the way, Which aisle did you move from your life to? Oh, friend, I have done everything on earth, I loved and lived on earth. |
| Forgive us for our love. They didn’t dare give it to you during your lifetime. You left us, you left us, we remained eternal debtors. |
| Unexpected grief, intentional grief the most precious thing in life is lost. It's a pity that life cannot be repeated, to give it to you again. |
| You remain in my heart forever, love is cut off halfway. May life never repeat itself, You can’t leave your memory. |
| Our dear, beloved, we will never forget you and our tears cannot be dried. We are going to your grave again. She is always dearer to us. |
| Looking at the white light in tears you left us in great sadness. We are empty without you and there is no life, and our days have become painful. |
| You left us early Our favorite. He took away our happiness and joy. We love you, we are proud of you. In our memory You are always alive. |
| Who waters this coffin with tears, He in vain believes that he will return His tear to the dry tree fruit: After all, in the spring the dead do not rise again. |
| You left this life incomprehensibly early. Parents are saddened. There is a bleeding wound in their hearts. Your little son is growing up without knowing the word “mother.” |
| The Lord said: Hear my word and believe in him who sent it I have Eternal Life, and no judgment comes, but has passed from death to life. |
| The Lord has granted me beauty, My parent gave me only the body; But if what God has given has decayed, Why will a mortal take flesh from death? |
| Death did not wish to inflict a wound With weapons of years and an abundance of days Beauty, who rested here, so that she |
Death is an inevitable thing, and at some point the hour of death comes to everyone. And many greet him quite calmly and with dignity. I recommend:
Empress Elizaveta Petrovna extremely surprised the doctors when, half a minute before her death, she stood up on her pillows and, as always, threateningly, asked: “Am I still alive?!” But before the doctors had time to get scared, everything corrected itself.
Count Tolstoy said the last thing on his deathbed: “I would like to hear the gypsies - and I don’t need anything else!”
Composer Edvard Grieg: “Well, if this is inevitable...”
Pavlov: “Academician Pavlov is busy. He is dying
The famous naturalist Lacepede gave the order to his son: “Charles, write the word END in large letters at the end of my manuscript.”
Physicist Gay-Lussac: “It’s a pity to leave at such an interesting moment.”
The legendary Kaspar Bekes, who lived his entire life as a militant atheist, on his deathbed yielded to the entreaties of the devout Bathory and agreed to accept the priest. The priest tries to console Bekesh with the fact that the latter is now leaving the vale of sorrows and will soon see a better world. He listened and listened, then stood up on his bed and, as clearly as he could, said clearly: “Get out. Life is Beautiful." Which is what he died with.
Louis XV's daughter Louise: “Gallop to heaven! Gallop into the sky!”
Writer Gertrude Stein: “What is the question? What's the question? If there is no question, then there is no answer.”
Victor Hugo: “I see a black light...”
Eugene O'Neill, writer: “I knew it! I knew it! Born in a hotel and... damn it... dying in a hotel.”
The only thing Henry VIII managed to say before his death was: “Monks... monks... monks.” On the last day of his life he was tormented by hallucinations. But Henry’s heirs, just in case, persecuted all available monasteries, suspecting that the king was poisoned by one of the priests.
George Byron: “Well, I'm off to bed.”
Louis XIV shouted at his household: “Why are you crying? Did you think I was immortal?”
The father of dialectics, Friedrich Hegel: “Only one person understood me throughout my entire life... But in essence... and he did not understand me!”
Vaslav Nijinsky, Anatole France, Garibaldi whispered the same word before their death: “Mama!”
"Wait a minute". Pope Alexander VI said this. Everyone did just that, but, alas, nothing worked, dad still died.
Euripides, who, according to rumors, was simply terrified of his imminent death, when asked what such a great philosopher could be afraid of in death, answered: “That I know nothing.”
Dying, Balzac recalled one of the characters in his stories, the experienced doctor Bianchon: “He would have saved me...”.
Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky: “Hope!.. Hope! Hope!.. Damned!”
Before his execution, Mikhail Romanov gave his boots to the executioners: “Use them, guys, they are royal after all.”
Spy-dancer Mata Hari blew a kiss to the soldiers aiming at her: “I’m ready, boys.”
The philosopher Immanuel Kant said just one word before his death: “Enough.”
One of the filmmaker brothers, 92-year-old O. Lumiere: “My film is running out.”
Ibsen, after lying in silent paralysis for several years, stood up and said: “On the contrary!” - and died.
Nadezhda Mandelstam to her nurse: “Don’t be afraid.” Somerset Maugham: “Dying is a boring thing. Never do this!”
Heinrich Heine: “God forgive me! Its' his job".
Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev on his deathbed uttered a strange thing: “Farewell, my dears, my whitish ones...”.
The poet Felix Arver, hearing a nurse say to someone: “It’s at the end of the KoLidora,” groaned with all his might: “Not the KoLidora, but the KoRidora” and died.
Artist Antoine Watteau: “Take this cross away from me! How could Christ be portrayed so poorly!”
Oscar Wilde, dying in a hotel room, looked at the tasteless wallpaper on the walls with his fading gaze and sighed: “They are killing me. One of us will have to leave." He left. The wallpaper remains.
But Einstein’s last words have sunk into oblivion - the nurse did not know German.
