If you want to find dirt on me, wait until after I’m dead and buried.
Seriously delirious, but not at all seriousThe breeze around them seemed to drop – dead – like a door to the best things had just closed.
Sleeping with the SunOur world, like a charnel-house, is strewn with the detritus of dead epochs.
Towards a New ArchitectureThere’s no getting better, Storm. This is it.” There’s no coming back from the dead.
Ten Tiny BreathsYou can't treat royalty like people with normal perverted desires.
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are DeadHe was dead. However, his nose throbbed painfully, which he thought odd in the circumstances.
VoyagerLove burns. Whiskey burns. George Burns. What do all three have in common? They’re all dead to me.
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