Daily Inspiration Quote by Robert Orben

A one-liner like this works because it turns the whole wellness-industrial complex into a punchline with a single pivot: you are fretting over something that is, by definition, temporary. Robert Orben was a professional joke mechanic, and this gag is built like a trapdoor. The first sentence mimics the familiar voice of reassurance (stop worrying, you will be fine). The second sentence yanks the comfort away and replaces it with the blunt fact most health advice politely circles: time wins.

The intent is not nihilism so much as deflation. Orben is poking at the anxious, moralized way modern culture treats health, where being “good” means optimizing, tracking, and managing risk like a full-time job. The subtext is that worry masquerades as control. You can buy supplements, chase biomarkers, curate a “clean” life, but you can’t negotiate with entropy. The joke doesn’t deny that health matters; it mocks the fantasy that constant vigilance can purchase permanence.

Context matters, too. Orben came up in mid-century American entertainment, when stand-up and TV comedy prized quick, quotable reversals. This line belongs to that tradition of tidy cynicism, a cousin to Henny Youngman’s marriage quips or the Borscht Belt’s cheerful fatalism. It lands now because our era has upgraded worrying into a lifestyle and branded it self-care. Orben’s joke cuts through all that with an impolite reminder: the body is not a project with an endpoint, it’s a lease.