"No more games. No more bombs. No more walking. No more fun. No more swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No fun--for anybody 67. You are getting greedy. Act your old age. Relax--this wont hurt."
From Hunter Thompsons suicide note.
....Gleba pod drogą jest płaska, porośnięta trawą i bez kamieni.