Bwahaha. Look what I found. This just makes me laugh.
When we leave this world and give up the ghost, the friends we surround ourselves with won't be what is remembered. How we treated our friends will be recalled. The books one writes, not the books one reads. The painting created, not the paintings bought. The music composed, not the music heard shall continue on and represent the true identity within an individual, separating one from another. These are the tools one uses to carve their name forever among the great mortals in history.
Slightly hypocritical of me. Just sayin.