It's not too late to develop new friendships or reconnect with people.

Once you learn how to die you learn how to live.

One hundred and ten years from now no one who is here now will be alive.

When you look at it that way, you can see how absurd it is that we individualize ourselves with our fences and hoarded possessions.

Everyone knows they're going to die, but nobody believes it.

The little things, I can obey. But the big things - how we think, what we value - those you must choose yourself. You can't let anyone - or any society - determine those for you.

What's wrong with being number two?