The road to death is a lonely highway, and longer than it appears, even when it leads straight down from the scaffold, by way of a rope. And it’s a dark road, with never any moon shining on it, to light your way.
The presence of sudden death makes one appreciate the act of living.
That’s the thing about dead men. They never actually know it. But everyone else does.
Technically, faking your death isn’t a crime.
Sometimes patients die. Doesn’t matter how good the doctor is.[to Shaun]
Shut the f*** up, let me die in peace.[to Walter]
Shoot me again, you’d best pray I’m dead.[to Andrea]
She’s not sick. She’s dead.
Only death may pay for life.
Old lawyers never die, they just argue with anybody who’ll listen.
Nothing stays dead in this town.
Not all deaths are the tragedies we think they should be.
