I cannot terminate these hints,often,I fear,too didactic and abrupt,upon the full use of one's time to the great end of living (as distinguished from vegetating)without briefly referring to certain dangers which lie in wait for the sincere aspirant towards life.The first is the terrible danger of becoming that most odious and least supportable of persons--a prig.
Now a prig is a pert fellow who gives himself airs of superior wisdom.
A prig is a pompous fool who has gone out for a ceremonial walk,and without knowing it has lost an important part of his attire,namely,his sense of humour.A prig is a tedious individual who,having made a discovery,is so impressed by his discovery that he is capable of being gravely displeased because the entire world is not also impressed by it.
Unconsciously to become a prig is an easy and a fatal thing.
Hence,when one sets forth on the enterprise of using all one's time,it is just as well to remember that one's own time,and not other people's time,is the material with which one has to deal;that the earth rolled on pretty comfortably before one began to balance a budget of the hours,and that it will continue to roll on pretty comfortably whether or not one succeeds in one's new role of chancellor of the exchequer of time.It is as well not to chatter too much about what one is doing,and not to betray a too-pained sadness at the spectacle of a whole world deliberately wasting so many hours out of every day,and therefore never really living.It will be found,ultimately,that in taking care of one's self one has quite all one can do.
Another danger is the danger of being tied to a programme like a slave to a chariot.One's programme must not be allowed to run away with one.