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10 Things To Do Before You
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John Tierney, 09.18.00 |
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In 1902, as he lay dying at the age of
48, Cecil Rhodes could look back on a not undistinguished
career. He had made a vast fortune in gold and diamonds. He
had built railroads through the wilderness and become one of
the century's great rulers. He had created an empire, which
is more than your average 48-year-old has on his rsum. But
Rhodes was not going gentle into any good night. On his
deathbed he was heard muttering, "So little done, so much to
do." |
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What did he mean? It's possible he
wanted still more money or land or power--maybe he was the
one workaholic who really spent his last minutes wishing he'd
spent more time at the office. But at that moment most people
worry about a different kind of "To Do" list. When Jos Mart
named the things that every man ought to do before he dies,
the list did not include "Liberate a country." The hero of
Cuban independence named three more important tasks: Plant a
tree, write a book, have a son. That's an excellent start.
Here are ten more. |
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Make a pilgrimage. The destination
might be a traditional one such as Jerusalem or Rome or
Mecca. It might be a site of prehistoric rituals, like
Stonehenge or Machu Picchu. For nature-worshippers it could
be an African savanna or Amazonian rain forest; for
music-lovers it could be La Scala or Bayreuth. The goal is a
cathedral you hold sacred, a place where you can feel part of
something larger. The reward is a moment, whether it's
hearing the "Gloria" at St. Peter's or watching a gazelle
take its first step, that you won't need a video camera to
capture. |
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Eat a meal good enough to be your
last. When the end comes for you, there is a distinct
possibility that you will be in no position to enjoy white
truffles. But if you plan ahead carefully--if you eat them
now--you will not die feeling cheated. Think of it as death
insurance and pay no attention to those numbers on the right
side of the menu. |
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Keep in mind the two versions of William
Pitt's dying words. The grand version of his deathbed scene
in 1806 is that the British prime minister, disillusioned by
Napoleon's successes, expired murmuring, "My country, oh, how
I leave my country!" The less grand version is that his last
words were: "I think I could eat one of Bellamy's veal pies."
If you have any doubt as to which version is more believable,
you need to start reexamining your
priorities. |
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Climb your own Mount Ventoux. It has
been said that the Renaissance began with Petrarch's ascent
of this peak in Provence in the 1330s. At the time, climbing
a mountain was not something people went on vacation to do.
Mountains were considered dangerous and useless. Mountains
could even be a sinful distraction from God, as Petrarch
interpreted a passage in Augustine rebuking men who "admire
the high mountains." The poet tried to tell himself that he
should be looking inward at his soul--the medieval
view. |
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But the ever-curious Petrarch nonetheless
climbed 6,000 feet and marveled at a new vista. "What I had
read of Athos and Olympus seemed less incredible as I myself
witnessed the same things," he wrote. Today you can have the
same view easily enough--there's a road and restaurant at the
peak--but that's not really the point. The point is to climb
something you were afraid to climb and see something
new. |
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Memorize a poem and pass it on. The
most obvious choice is a performance during courtship, and
it's hard to go wrong with Byron's "She walks in beauty, like
the night." For more of an edge, try Marvell's "To His Coy
Mistress." But it can be for anyone at anytime. Teach
children the opening lines of The Canterbury Tales, or get
their blood flowing with Kipling's "If." You can do more for
an ailing friend with Keats than with a Hallmark card.
Yeats's "Sailing to Byzantium" can enliven a journey on any
waters, and it will never be forgotten if you recite it on
the Bosporus. |
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Make an enemy for life. A gentleman has
been defined as someone who never gives pain to anyone
unintentionally. This leaves plenty of leeway for deliberate
rudeness toward someone you can't stand. Stand up to a bully;
speak out against a fraud; fight off a rival for a prize.
Care enough about something to make someone mad. An enemy
helps you define yourself. As Schopenhauer said, "We can come
to look upon the deaths of our enemies with as much regret as
we feel for those of our friends, namely, when we miss their
existence as witnesses to our
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Forgive
someone. |
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See for yourself that the earth is
round. The surest way is to set sail in one direction and
not stop until you're home again. For a cheaper, although not
quite as direct, method, journey north of the Arctic Circle
around the summer solstice and spend a night (ideally in a
hot tub) watching the sun circle above the
horizon. |
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Take someone you love to the
Camera degli Sposi. There may be more
important works of art, like the David or the Last Supper or
the Sistine Chapel, but for sheer charm there's nothing like
these 15th-century frescoes by Mantegna. You find them not in
a mobbed museum but in a quiet jewel box, a small chamber in
the ducal palace of Mantua. The brightly colored paintings
literally shimmer with inlaid gold and lapis. The paintings
depict nobility, courtiers, children, dwarves, horses,
dogs--all watched over not by a stern God but by an
assortment of famously playful putti on the ceiling. The
cherubs also seem to be looking down on some life-affirming
activities, which is why it's called the Room of the Bride
and Bridegroom. |
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Defy gravity. Yes, it's the most
drearily immutable law on the planet, but on your deathbed it
would be good to recall a momentary rebellion--one sky dive
out of a plane, one plunge on a bungee cord, one ride on a
parasail. For the ultimate in simplicity and pleasure,
paraglide off Baba Dag, a 6,000-foot-high peak rising
straight above the coast of southern Turkey. Just make sure
that you have a professional pilot strapped in the harness of
your parachute. The two of you take a few running steps and
leap into the void, at which point the pilot and the wind
take over. You soar a mile above the ocean, then slowly
circle for 20 minutes as the pilot guides you to a leisurely
landing on the beach, whereupon gravity takes over
again. |
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Let someone else have the chance you
missed. Maybe it will be one of the things on this list,
like a trip you always meant to take but which eventually
becomes impossible. With age come limitations. But with age
also come wisdom and money. When it's too late for you, give
someone younger what you always
wanted. |
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