sunsets.

There is a story, from ‘Sandman’ where an old man talks to Lucifer, in a beach, thinking he is just another hippie.

Old man - I come here almost every dusk to watch the sunset. It’s beautiful today, isn’t it? You, young people, have no idea. I used to come here with my wife and children. Darren was killed in Vietnam. Sean crashed the car. I was with him, but only I survived. And, when I left the hospital, my wife and I continued coming here. She had cancer. Well, now... It’s just me. And I still come here to watch the sunset. You know, almost every night it’s wonderful. And every single night it’s different. Then I think... Well, I had a shit life, considering everything. It wasn’t fair. Everyone I loved died. And my leg hurts all the time. But then I realize... Any god that can make a sunset like this, different every night… Shit! You gotta respect the son of a bitch!

Alright, then. If you come here tomorrow, I see you.

Lucifer - Yeah, I guess i'll be around…

Old man - You’re a hippie, aren’t you? Ok. I met some good hippies in my life. See you, my friend.

Lucifer - Ok, I admit. He’s right. The sunsets are fucking beautiful, you old bastard.