"I believe that people can make choices and make them according to their own best aspirations. I also believe that people seldom make these choices. Instead, they blame the world, the society and others for their 'fate' and waste much of their life complaining." -Life of the Beloved by Henri Nouwen

I wonder why that is. Are we lazy? Are we consumed with the fear of failure? Do we even know what our own best aspirations are?