(63)The fortunate people in theworld-the only really fortunate people in the world, in my mind,—are those whose workis also their pleasure. The class is not a large one, not nearly so large as itis often represented to be; (64)and authors are perhaps one of the mostimportant elements in its composition. They enjoy in this respect at leasta real harmony of life. (65)To my mind, to be able to make your work yourpleasure is the one class distinction in the world worth striving for; andI do not wonder that others are inclined to envy those happy human beings whofind their livelihood in the gay effusions of their fancy, to whom every hourof labour is an hour of enjoyment to whom repose-however necessary-is atiresome interlude, and even holiday is almost deprivation. (66)Whether aman writes well or ill, has much to say or little, if he cares about writing atall, he will appreciate the pleasures of composition. (67) To sit atone's table on sunny morning, with four clear hours of uninterruptible security,plenty of nice white paper, and a Squeezer pen-that is true happiness.

(From The Joys of Writing)

 
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