The sweetest is often the last.

There is a story about a monk who to escape a hungry tiger has scrambled over a cliff. Dangling above the ground he knows it’s only a matter of time before he looses his grip and fall to his death. The monk ponders climb or fall. At this moment he notices a single strawberry just above his head. With one hand he plucks it. With a lack of strength to hold he falls. Popping the fruit into his mouth he smile and says: Delicious. The moral: Whatever you choose in the end the end might as well be happy.