As Walt Whitman says, “I am sufficient as I am.” It is sufficient that I live — and am probably going to live for another few decades — and that human life exists. Viewed that way, the problem becomes amazingly simple and admits of no two answers. What can be the end of human life except the enjoyment of it?

So long as man is man, variety will still be the flavor of life.

There is something in the nature of tea that leads us into a world of quiet contemplation of life.