No man needs sympathy because he has to work. Far and away the best prize that life offers is the chance to work hard at work worth doing. The harder you work, the harder it is to surrender. And if you can't work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of the people who work with joy.
Every noble work is at first impossible.
But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. Then throw yourself into some work you believe in with all your heart, live for it, die for it, and you will find happiness that you had thought could never be yours. The easy jobs will take care of themselves. The men who start out with the notion that the world owes them a living generally find that the world pays its debt in the penitentiary or the poor house. We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or sorting laundry.