How many people who were born around the same time as me are already dead?
How many of them who came into the world at the same time when I did, are already gone out of it?
Will passengers complain if they reach their destination safely? Will patients complain if they are cured? They care about only one thing: passengers want the captain to get them to shore safely, and patients want the doctor to make them well.
Will either passengers, or patients, find fault and complain, either the one if they be well carried, or the others if well cured? Do they take care for any more than this; the one, that their shipmaster may bring them safe to land, and the other, that their physician may effect their recovery?