You are loved. If so, what else matters?
Man has never been the same since God died.
Childhood Is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies.
My heart is warm with the friends I make, And better friends I'll not be knowing, Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take, No matter where it's going.
Life must go on, Though good men die.
We are all ruled in what we do by impulses; and these impulses are so organized that our actions in general serve for our self preservation and that of the race.