To travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive, and the true success is to labor.

Arrival is brief and usually a little flat, while the going is where the time is actually spent. Anyone who has finished a long project knows the odd emptiness of the day after, and knows too that the good part sat somewhere in the middle, when it was still uncertain and you were fully occupied.

Choose work you would not mind being inside for a year. When you catch yourself enduring every day for the sake of a moment at the end, ask what would make the days themselves worth having. That question changes more about a life than any single arrival will.