The Art Of Living Is

...[w]e Should Be Mucking About All The Time, Because Mucking About Is Enjoying Life For Its Own Sake, Now, And Not In Preparation For An Imaginary Future. It's Obvious That The Mirth-filled Man, The Cheerful Soul, The Childish Adult Is The One Who Has Least To Fear From Life.

Little Things Like Making Clothes, Baking Bread, Cooking, Even Useless Things Like Bird-watching, Sketching Flowers, Playing Guitar In The Home - That Sort Of Time Is Gone. And The Time We Have? We're So Exhausted, We Want To Let Ourselves Get Sucked In To The Escape World Of Tv. I'm Speaking From Experience; I'm Not Above All This.

What Seems Extraordinary Is That The Richest Countries In The World, In Terms Of Economic Output, Are The Ones Where We Work Hardest. You Would Have Thought That The End Of All This Innovation, Technological Advancement, And Financial Wizardry Should Be To Create Less Work, Not More Of It.

The Art Of Living Is The Art Of Bringing Dreams And Reality Together.

One Aspect Of Fast London Life I Have Never Understood, For Example, Is The Custom Of The Gym. Why Do People Go To Gyms?