Richard Jefferies

The lover of nature has the highest art in his soul.

It would seem that the ant works its way tentatively, and, observing where it fails, tries another place and succeeds.

I desire a greatness of soul, an irradiance of mind, a deeper insight, a broader hope.

Seek not, my soul, the life of the immortals; but enjoy to the full the resources that are within thy reach.

I am doomed to an eternity of compulsive work. No set goal achieved satisfies. Success only breeds a new goal. The golden apple devoured has seeds. It is endless.

If you're not having a good time, find something else that gives you some joy in life.