New Furniture, The Patient, Peaceful Easy Feelings, An Observation on Married People, Flowers When You Are Dead
"When you're dead, they fix you up. I hope to hell when I die; somebody has sense enough to dump me in the river or anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody."
— J.D. Salinger
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