“I have changed for the last time--this is the man I will be till I die. And that man loves you.”

“Even god doesn't propose to judge a man till his last days, why should you and I?”

“There is a lady sweet and kind,Was never a face so pleased my mind;I did but see her passing by. And yet I'll love her till I die. Her gesture, motion, and her smiles,Her wit, her voice my heart beguiles,Beguiles my heart, I know not why,And yet I'll love her till I die. Cupid is winged and he doth range,Her country, so, my love doth change. But change she earth, or change she sky,Yet, I will love her till I die.”

“I have a dream!To be free at last!Free at last!Free at last.And if a man has nothing to die for,Then his life is worth nothing.”

“You were right to come to see a dying man. It is right that these moments should have witnesses. Everyone has his dream; I would like to live till dawn, but I know I have less than three hours left. It will be night, but no matter. Dying is simple. It does not take daylight. So be it: I will die by starlight”

“How do you ask a man to be the last man to die in Vietnam? How do you ask a man to be the last man to die for a mistake?”