I devoured every book he wrote, and licked my fingers afterward to try and retain some of the taste. There were precious few authors like him, and I know that if all his readers will miss him as much as I will, his legacy will live on forever. If you haven't read any of his works, I suggest Cat's Cradle and Slaughterhouse 5. These are two of my favorites, and a good jumping-off point.
"So when my own time comes to join the choir invisible or whatever, God forbid, I hope someone will say, 'He's up in Heaven now.' Who really knows? I could have dreamed all this. My epitaph in any case? 'Everything was beautiful. Nothing hurt.' I will have gotten off so light, whatever the heck it is that was going on."
Here's hoping that everything is beautiful, and nothing hurts~