Umberto Eco

My father used to say (jokingly): “All the great men in the world are dying...and I don't feel so hot myself.” Who knew he was channeling Umberto Eco?

Dios ha muerto, el arte dejó de existir, la historia ha llegado a su fin, y yo mismo no me siento del todo bien.

(God has died, art has ceased to exist, history has come to an end, and I myself do not feel very well.)