My dear,
Who do you think’s up there in heaven? All the goody two shoes don’t you think. All the ones that followed the rules, did what they were told, and never sinned a day in there life.
Pity.
In Heaven, all the interesting people are missing.
The ones who died with regrets, with blood-stained hands, with heavy hearts and minds, and with tragedy in their soul and fire in their eyes – now those are the interesting people. And you know where to find them.
Falsely yours,
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
