We are always getting ready to live, but never living
Man is a thinking animal and at the same time, he is a growing mal. He is constantly evolving or making plants for life. Circumstances soon change. On the other side, man grows intellect. And as a consequence of it, a plan already made before it is fully implemented is scrapped in favour of another more suitable plan which also meets the fate of the previous plan. The plan follows the plan and thus true, vigorous living is neglected. We are much more prone to contemplation than action. Living lies in seeing life in its raw, first-hand form. Marriage is postponed or going to the mountains is delayed because one is busy with post-doctoral research. The mighty bookworm is buried in his books and discovers a new mode of life daily. But it is pretty sure that he is remote from true, vital living. At thirty, you will find people saying that so far, they have been fools and never knew how to live and that only recently have they perceived another mode of life. And hardly these very people cross thirty-two, they will find that their earlier perception was wrong. In this way, one precept yields to another, and true living is thoroughly neglected.
