Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.
You won't have Nixon to kick around anymore, because, gentlemen, this is my last press conference.
Go away. I'm all right. [last words]
I'm going to say this tonight because 20 years from now, 30 years from now, 40 years from now, I might not be able to say it, but I can say it tonight….You are now watching the greatest living rock star on the planet.
If I am ever put to death on the hook, expect a very human performance.
when your time came, it came, and that was that. You might say something smart on your way out, but you might just as easily say something stupid.
How do people choose their final words? Do they realize their gravity? Are they fated to be wise?
Now that all the members of the press are so delighted I lost, I'd like to make a statement. As I leave you I want you to know -just think how much you'll be missing. You won't have Nixon to kick around anymore because, gentlemen, this is my last press conference.
Believe me, those great death bed speeches are written ahead of time.
Don't let it end like this. Tell them I said something.
You will find my last words in the blue folder.
