Success

He felt suddenly dubious and discontented, and wondered whether he was really and truly successful as a human being. After forty years' experience he had learnt to manage his life and make the best of it on advanced European lines, had developed his personality, explored his limitations, controlled his passions—and he had don it all without becoming either pedantic or worldly. A creditable achievement; but as the moment passed, he felt he ought to have been working at something else the whole time—he didn't know what, never would know, and that was why he felt sad.

—E.M. Forster, A Passage to India, ch 20.