"That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and beautiful, because there isn't any. You may think there is, but once you get there, somebody'll sneak up and write "Fuck You" right under your nose."
"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 goddamn cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who want's flowers when you're dead? Nobody."
Alright man, see you later.