Hemingway's Robert Jordan and his last words

I’m not going to die, of course, but in a hypothetical world where death would come for even me, I think that some of the last words of Hemingway’s Robert Jordan in For Whom the Bell Tolls would be the perfect epitaph:

"The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it."

Kind of perfect set of words.

Not that I’ll ever need them.

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