As you may have heard by now, film critic Roger Ebert has died. In the wake of his death, a lot of people are passing around an essay he wrote on the subject, which begins:
I know it is coming, and I do not fear it, because I believe there is nothing on the other side of death to fear. I hope to be spared as much pain as possible on the approach path. I was perfectly content before I was born, and I think of death as the same state. I am grateful for the gifts of intelligence, love, wonder and laughter. You can’t say it wasn’t interesting. My lifetime’s memories are what I have brought home from the trip. I will require them for eternity no more than that little souvenir of the Eiffel Tower I brought home from Paris.
Read the whole thing. And then go read The Onion’s obit, one of the most heartwarming things I have ever read in the last place I expected to read it.