When I was young, I had to choose between the life of being and the life of doing. And I leapt at the latter like a trout to a fly.
But each deed you do, each act, binds you to itself and to its consequences, and makes you act again and yet again.
Then very seldom do you come upon a space, a time like this, between act and act, when you may stop and simply be.
Or wonder who, after all, you are. ~ Ursula K. Le Guin
Artwork courtesy Lauren Chuslo Shur