
If I Should Die Tonight.
Song lyrics, Let's Get It On (1973)
Source: The Cave (2000), p. 73 (Vintage 2003)
If I Should Die Tonight.
Song lyrics, Let's Get It On (1973)
Source: Corridors (1982), p. 145 in The Nebula Awards 18 edited by Robert Silverberg
“Suddenly I was tired of Lotterman; he was a phony and he didn't even know it.”
1990s, The Rum Diary (1998)
Context: Suddenly I was tired of Lotterman; he was a phony and he didn't even know it. He was forever yapping about freedom of the press and keeping the paper going, but if he'd had a million dollars and all the freedom in the world he'd still put out a worthless newspaper because he wasn't smart enough to put out a good one. He was just another noisy little punk in the great legion of punks who marched between the banners of bigger and better men. Freedom, Truth, Honour — you could rattle off a hundred such words and behind every one of them would gather a thousand punks, pompous little farts, waving the banner with one hand and reaching under the table with the other.
I stood up. "Ed," I said using his name for the first time, "I believe I'll quit."
“How many, tired of lying, commit suicide into any truth.”
Cuántos, cansados de mentir, se suicidan en cualquier verdad.
Voces (1943)