I just don't want to die the same day Castro dies.

Ah,” responded Sancho in tears, “don’t die, señor mío, but take my advice and live many years, because the craziest thing a man can do is to let himself die just like that, without anyone killing him, nor any other hands finishing him off except those of melancholy.

Nolite te bastardes carborundorum. Don't let the bastards grind you down.

Please don't die.

When you start to die, don’t.

Illegitimi non carborundum. “Don’t let the bastards grind you down.

The Spirit tells me - Fidel Castro will die - in the 90's. Oooh my! Some will try to kill him and they will not succeed. But there will come a change in his physical health, and he will not stay in power, and Cuba will be visited of God.

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you. Go fuck yourself and die.

"Si quelqu'un vous dit : "Je me tue à vous le répéter", laissez-le mourir."

For Christ's sake don't cry, you idiot! Live or die, but don't poison everything.

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, and fuck the Congress for sucking your dick, and fuck everybody who puts up with it—including me. Fuck me for not killing you. Fuck everybody who's come within fifteen fucking feet of you and hasn't fucking tried. But fuck murder, fuck rotting in jail, fuck you and fuck you and fuck—you don't even deserve to be executed. Just die a slow fucking painful fucking death, you illiterate shit scumbag scumbag motherfucking shit-eating scumbag scumbag. You fucking, you fuck, fuck, fuck you.

Don't let the bastards grind you down.

I don't want to die. Please don't let me die.

A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.