This is for friends who think that life is just a burden to be endured, that all problems must vanish, that to rest is bliss.
I offer the alternative:
Here in my loneliness
I am idle, finally at rest.
I don't fret, no one bothers me,
No problems to solve-- for eternity. -- Willian the Henry
A townmate to Mark Twain, who was on a sentimental journey to Hannibal: "Mr. Clemens, I was born close to your birthplace in Florida, and have been in the house where you were born, often."
Twain: "I was not born often --only once, but I'm glad to see you, all the same."