Because we do not know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. And yet everything happens only a certain number of times. And a very small number really.
One of the nice things about problems is that a good many of them do not exist except in our imaginations.
At home I am a nice guy: but I don't want the world to know. Humble people, I've found, don't get very far.