There is no higher calling than the service of your fellow man, and to do so through your own personal mastery of a craft is a gift enjoyed by few.
Jesus was not a carpenter forever.
I believe the devil exists in those little, seemingly unnoticeable moments when we choose to value our own insecurities over the service of others.
The knowledge you acquire in an area of study is accompanied by an incalculable ignorance. The farther we get into anything, we learn that we have even farther to go.
Your happiness is in direct proportion to the amount you serve others.
Service, it seems, is the only antidote to existential frustration.
Life is always easier when lived for others, and living for others is the best way I know to live for yourself.