To live only for some future goal is shallow. It’s the sides of the mountain which sustain life, not the top. Here’s where things grow.
But of course, without the top you can’t have any sides. It’s the top that defines the sides.
(from Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance, Robert M. Pirsig)
“Méfie-toi du cri de la femelle en rut…”
mais je ne sais plus trop qui prononce ça des trois Inconnus…