The Red Cross, our last hope, had left us to starve.
Not My Turn to Die: Memoirs of a Broken Childhood in BosniaHey, if it's a good philosophy, it works. Death is imminent. Live every day like it's your last.
North of BeautifulErik Satie died on July 1, 1925; his last words were 'Ah, the cows...
A Life of Picasso: The Triumphant Years: 1917-1932Sooner or later we all lose our loved ones. We all have to suffer, every last one of us.
The LeftoversDespite their promises at the last Election, the politicians had not yet changed the climate.
Love Among the Ruins: A Romance of the Near FutureA man and wife should see the best in each other, should work together, should enjoy each other.
Last Kiss Goodnight