Here is a conversation between a mom in the hospital and her adult daughter:

I think it’s better not to like anything too much because everything goes away.

That is stupid.

It’s American, Mom.

Still. Stupid.

What do you suggest?

Get encumbered. Crush everything to you. Trample every inch of the terrain. Hold on and get every ounce. That’s my motto.

This works for you?

If you have to ask me that, you shall forever remain an inanimate object.

I mean I haven’t really seen you living like that.

That’s irrelevant. It’s my motto.