Close your eyes and pretend it’s all a bad dream. That’s how I get by.[to Beckett]
You may kill me, but you may never insult me.
You know, the problem with being the last of anything, by and by, there’ll be none left at all.[to Jack]
Now we’re being followed by rocks. Never had that before.
No cause is lost if there is but one fool left to fight for it.
There’s never a guarantee of coming back. But passing on, that’s dead certain.
There’s more than one way to live forever.
There’s a freshwater spring on this island. We can resupply there and get back to shooting each other later.
Watch now on:
Love. A dreadful bond. And yet, so easily severed.
Keep a weather eye on the horizon.[to Elizabeth, his last lines]
I’m not certain I can survive any more visits from old friends.
For certain, you have to be lost to find a place as can’t be found. Elseways, everyone would know where it was.
