As long as you keep getting born, it's alright to die some times.

The line treats death as tolerable—almost routine—when it is paired with renewal. Read literally, it suggests a cyclical view of existence: if life continually begins again (“keep getting born”), then individual deaths lose some of their finality and terror. Read metaphorically, it can also speak to repeated reinvention: careers, identities, relationships, or creative projects may “die” and be “reborn,” and that pattern makes setbacks survivable. The casual phrasing (“alright,” “some times”) underscores a pragmatic, even humorous stoicism: mortality or failure is not the end if continuity—biological, spiritual, or personal—persists.