The gains of the world are, fortunately, not all that insignificant and we can derive a good deal of contentment from our daily occupations and activities; we can feel relief from the feeling of frustration that invades us over and over again. But, perhaps, only the complaint is that these gains and these gifts are too little to convince the spirit’s secret eagerness, to satisfy the deeper thirst. It seems, it is that desirable uneasiness in us which prods us on, nudges us on the fulfilling quest, always urging us to make progress. We remain disenchanted till life’s meaning and purpose are discovered, till we live in what they bring to us. The deep-seated quest is therefore happily there, inherently there, and we cannot just rest till the discovery is made. In its absence our greatest actions would remain dull, obtuse, uninteresting.

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