Upon hearing of the lonely death of an eccentric millionaire, Howard Hughes, the Rebbe said:

He felt he could trust no one, for they were all only after his money. For the last twenty years of his life he could only hide from the entire world, without a friend, without any sort of enjoyment of life.

There was a man who had everything, and everything he had was a chain around his neck.

He was like all of us. We hold the keys to our freedom, but we use them to lock ourselves in.