William, I Beg to Differ

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The intellect is forced to choose: Perfection of the life, or of the work. -- W. B. Yeats

To be happy is to be content is to be satisfied is to desire nothing more.

But if you don’t desire more than that, you cannot hope to achieve it.

But to desire more than that: more than a happy life, good friends, nice surroundings and a true appreciation of all these things and what they mean to you, seems vain and ugly and greedy.

Is it better to accomplish something great at the expense of being unable to savour it; Or to leave no mark at all except the small happy dent of a tiny little life?

It's not really a question for the mind Willam, it's a question of the heart.

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