“Vonnegut smoked unfiltered Pall Mall cigarettes, which he claimed is a “classy way to commit suicide.”
"If I should die, let this be my epitaph: his only proof for the existence of God was music"
When the last living thing
Has died on account of us,
How poetical it would be
If Earth could say,
In a voice floating up
Perhaps
From the floor
Of the Grand Canyon,
"It is done."
People did not like it here.''
now i've got to get Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut.
& cat's cradle
and actually read it.
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