Most people don't live, they just race. They are trying to
reach some goal far away on the horizon, and in the heat of the going they get so
breathless and panting thatthey lose all sight of the beautiful, tranquil country
they are passing through and then the first thing they
know, they are old and worn out, and it doesn't make any difference whether
they've reached the goal or not.

- Jean Webster, Daddy-Long-Legs -