Henry David ThoreauIt is not enough to be busy so are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?
About This Quote
In order to be truly busy, you have to be doing something worthwhile. Being busy in a meaningless or pointless way is a waste of time and a distraction from your goals. In the quote above, the speaker gives us a good example of what not to be busy about. If you want to be truly busy you have to be efficient in what you do. In other words, when you are busy, make sure that you are using your time effectively.
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