“Death is like an old ***** in a bar--I'll buy her a drink but I won't go upstairs with her”
― Ernest Hemingway, To Have and Have Not
''Here's looking at you kid.''
"I've always wanted to sail to the south seas, but I can't afford it." What these men can't afford is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of "security." And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine - and before we know it our lives are gone. Sterling Hayden, Wanderer.