It is often reported like some pathetic punchline, with the passing of some once great man, who’s glory is well behind him that he “died pennyless”.
I say, since you can take nothing with you, it’s best to leave nothing behind.
Best to leave this world with an empty purse, but with a full heart overflowing.
May we, might we, take this with us when we die? It seems like this is the way it ought to be.