Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

Millions long for immortality who don't know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

He talked with more claret than clarity.

Millions long for immortality who don't know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist.