The one who is doing his work and getting satisfaction from it is not the one the poverty bothers.
Ernest HemingwayI was so sentimental about you I'd break any one's heart for you. My, I was a damned fool. I broke my own heart, too. It's broken and gone. Everything I believe in and everything I cared about I left for you because you were so wonderful and you loved me so much that love was all that mattered. Love was the greatest thing, wasn't it?
Ernest Hemingway