“Perhaps too much of everything is as bad as too little.” – Edna Ferber
If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
Opening lines from Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare.
Duke Orsino is so drenched in love that the show opens with the Duke saying this.
This reminds me of an incident in my life when I was in London which I will share. Once I was shopping for my wife to give her a surprise on the occasion of our anniversary. She love fragrances, eye make ups, so I was there at the Debenhams and being assisted by a young and vibrant girl. She was very happy that I was purchasing it for my wife and told me details about various items. I bought a fragrance and some other stuff.
When I was about to go for billing she insisted that I take some more of them, to this I replied to her which I always remember and she applauded to this.
I told this young lady, see child happiness should always come in small installments, otherwise the importance dilutes.
Good and bad are part and parcel of life and they make us feel these emotions only when they are balanced and rotated. The day only feels good as we have a night. Excess sugar or salt spoils the dish.
So in a true sense I wish that we get our daily dose of happiness, sadness, fun, surprises and that wow moment all in manageable proportions.
I would end this by sharing a Bee Gees song which comes to my mind: