Catcher in the Rye

Boy, when you're dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. 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.

(с) J. D. Salinger (January 1, 1919 - January 27, 2010)



Последний классик американской литературы. Предпоследним был Апдайк, ровно год назад.