“tiny: did someone die?me: yeah, i did.he smiles again at that.tiny: well, then... welcome to the afterlife.”
“And if someone doesn’t believe in any afterlife?” I asked.Walt gave me a sad look. “Then that’s what they experience.”
“Live well, Ichigo. Live well, age well, go bald well, and die after me. And... if you can, die smiling.(Isshin Kurosaki)”
“Fine, I just wanted to feel like me again” “Babe, you were naked” “Yeah well it worked so get over it”
“That’s amazing. You’re five years younger than me and you’re the one giving me the much-needed advice. Thank you.”“Yeah, well in all honesty, I just pulled most that stuff out of my ass. But still, you’re welcome.”
“… as well as a tiny brown glass vial of perfumed oil. It smelled of violets and chocolate. Yeah, like i needed the zombies to find me any more delicious. That'd be like a cow wearing 'eau de gravy'.”