My great-grandfather wrote a small book of sayings before he died. The last entry went like this:

The way I see it you don’t have anything to worry about. You’re either sick or well. If you’re well you don’t have to worry.

If you’re sick you’ll either get better or you won’t. If you get better you don’t have to worry.

If you die you either go to heaven or hell. If you’re in heaven you don’t have to worry, and if you’re in hell you’ll be around your friends so you won’t care.