Love and Death (Boris Grushenko)
Wheat. I’m dead, they’re talking about wheat. The question is: have I learned anything about life. Only that human beings are divided into mind and body. The mind embraces all the nobler aspirations, like poetry and philosophy, but the body has all the fun. The important thing, I think, is not to be bitter. You know, if it turns about that there is a god, I don’t think that he is evil, I think that the worse thing you could say about him is that he is, basically, an underachiever. After all, there are worse things in life than death. If you’ve ever spent an evening with an insurance salesman, you know exactly what I mean. The key is, to not think of death as an end, but as more of a very effective way to cut down on your expenses. Regarding love, heh, what can you say? It’s not the quantity of your sexual relations that count. It’s the quality. On the other hand, if the quantity drops below once every eight months, I would definitely look into it. Well, that’s about it for me folks. Goodbye.