The ideal, without doubt, varies, but its enemies, alas, are always the same.
The wind always brings us back to the same wall
I accept that it is not always moonshine and roses, and you can't expect things must always go your way.
Almost every achievement contains within its success the seeds of a future problem.
Too often, I've seen instances where we have an idea of what we want to be, where we want to go, and with whom - before life steps in the way, throws something at us that is beyond our control, and changes everything.
All progress is precarious, and the solution of one problem brings us face to face with another problem.
For a later expression of this idea see Henry A. Kissinger {610343}.
Let us not alter our course simply because it leads into a dark thicket of work.