On Not Dying
Immortality, Shakespeare and Your Grandmother
WHEN THE DOORBELL RANG, I was surprised. I wasn’t expecting anyone — surely not the Jehovah’s Witnesses.
We chatted very briefly, exchanging pleasantries, when they suddenly hit me with, “How would you like to live forever?” “That would be positively vampiric,” I replied. The conversation went quickly downhill from there.
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