“This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of Nature instead of a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.”
George Bernard Shaw
Golden – be a “force of nature” used for a “mighty purpose” instead of “a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world would not devote itself to making me happy.” That is, of course, a lifetime of work, more “mighty purpose,” less selfish little clod of ailments.” Onward.
It occurs to me... 