Stoic Conversations 21

"Do you remember what my last words were supposed to be? I forget. I know I planned them. It was funny then. Seems stupid now. I'm tired. It's dull."

"I remember what they were."

"Were they any good?"

"Yes. They were the best words."

"What were they?"

"Walk with God."

"That'll do. Thanks. . . . Do me a favor, will you?"

"Sure. Anything."

"Can you have someone else say them for me? . . . I'm tired." 

IMAGE: Edvard Munch, At the Deathbed (1895)