JD Salinger, 91.

January 29, 2010 at 11:28 pm Leave a comment

“I hope to hell that when I do die somebody has the sense to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetary. 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.”

Jerome David Salinger

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