There's really no point in doing anything in life because it's all over in the blink of an eye, and the next thing you know, rigor mortis sets in.
Read more M. Gustave QuotesFrom: The Grand Budapest Hotel
When the destiny of a great fortune is at stake, men's greed spreads like a poison in the bloodstream. Uncles, nephews, cousins, in-laws of increasingly tenuous connection. The old woman's distant relations had come foraging out of the woodwork.
M. Gustave: If this do be the end, "Farewell!" cried the wounded piper-boy...M. Gustave: ...whilst the muskets cracked, and the yeomen roared "Hurrah", and the ramparts fell...M. Gustave: "Methinks me breathes me last, me fears!" said he...M. Gustave: Holy shit, you got him!