“People long to be eternal, but they die with every day that passes. When you meet them, they’re not what you last met. In any hour, they’ll kill some part of themselves. They change, they deny, they contradict—and they call it growth. At the end, there’s nothing left, nothing unreversed or unbetrayed; as if there had never been an entity, only a succession of adjectives fading in and out of an unformed mass.” -Ayn Rand