So long, babe.
una cosa che mi ha fatto impressione: di solito quando vedi madre e figlia fotografate insieme, capisci come diventerà un giorno la figlia. In quelle sue si capisce come era un tempo la madre.
- vic
Rivers’ friends, she said, were “dropping likes flies. I think about death constantly, you do at this age. Everything is fine and moving but at what point will it all be over? I’ll kill myself if the doctor says my condition is terminal. I would not want to live if I could not perform. It’s in my will. I am not to be revived unless I can do an hour of stand-up.
“I don’t fear it. With plastic surgery the general anesthetic is like a black-velvety sleep, and that’s what death is—without waking up to someone clapping and going, ‘Joan, wake up, it’s all over and you’re looking pretty’.”
- Woland