Axl Rose Quotes

O death where is thy sting? The man is never on time.

One, I push my deadlines closer than anybody else, or let's say it this way: I'm really late.

I collect watches because I'm always late, and I need to know exactly how late I'm going to be - in order to come up with a good excuse.

I set the time on my iPhone to be 30 minutes late, so I'm only an hour and a half late to appointments now.

I've been on a calendar, but I've never been on time.

I wish I could have known earlier that you have all the time you'll need right up to the day you die.

There are two types of people in this world: people who can be on time and Nigerians. I am in the latter group, and I confess to my inability to arrive anywhere punctually.

I always feel like I'm running an hour and a half late.

I'm always running late - it's my downfall.

I can never be on time anywhere.

I am always running late for absolutely everything; my hair's the last thing I do because I am terrible at it.

You were born with your legs apart. They'll send you to the grave in a Y-shaped coffin.

Everyone who is taken by death asks for more time, while everyone who still has time makes excuses for procrastination.

Listen, here it is: Technically, I never quit. I'm seven years late for work.

It is likely I will die next to a pile of things I was meaning to read.

He makes a very handsome corpse and becomes his coffin prodigiously.

Fame is but an inscription on a grave, and glory the melancholy blazon on a coffin lid.

If Marilyn Monroe was alive right now, what would she be doing?' Clawing at the roof of her coffin.

If I only had 24 hours to live, I would spend the time telling everybody I love that I love them.

I don't think anybody's necessarily ready for death. You can only hope that when it approaches, you feel like you've said what you wanted to say. Nobody wants to go out in mid-sentence.

I am just going. Have me decently buried; and do not let my body be put into the Vault in less than three days after I am dead.... Tis well.

I swear to you on any kind of sacred whateverthefuck you favor: if I live through this I will absolutely start taking your advice." "That'll look nice on your headstone.

Being a man of the theater and a hedonist, I find the idea of building coffins very romantic.

Sooner or later, I'll be punctual.

She cried for herself, she cried because she was afraid that she herself might die in the night, because she was alone in the world, because her desperate and empty life was not an overture but an ending, and through it all she could see was the rough, brutal shape of a coffin.