“My hands are dying.”
“I crave to die with my hand at the spinning wheel.”
“My wolf was a cute guy and he was holding my hand. I could die happy.”
“Criminals do not die by the hands of the law. They die by the hands of other men.”
“My face is in his hands and my lips are at his lips and he's kissing me and I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.”
“I now, weak, old, diseased, poor, dying, hold still my soul in my hands, and I regret nothing.”