If there passed a moment which would make you happy way beyond anything you have known till now in life, would you want it all to end there?
How would you like to be remembered after you die?
Would you want a million mourners to cry over your memories?
Or would you want to be buried by a nice quiet hillock never to be looked at or remembered again?
The last one entices me to no end.
My bones cringe for solitude.
The hillock to haunt is a bonus for the soul.