I have never started any general discussions, but I do feel like doing it today. First, I will tell you about my friend, my collaborator and a member of my band who died in a car crash about two weeks ago for you to get my idea.
We met many years ago when he was my post graduate student. I noticed he was very gifted and strated promoting him at once telling that being a scholar was his destination. He trusted me, he became a great scholar and a great teacher and a member of my band as he played the guitar and sang very well. When he got his Ph.D., he didn't stop, he spent all his time at the university although he was married and had a child who is adult now. Later, he became my neighbor, we have lived house-to-house for so many years! He dedicated himself to education, to the progress of the humanity, but his wife and his son could be in his company just on the great holidays. They have always realized, he had to be that way to be happy, but what about them? Were they happy or satisfied? Sure, they will remember him as he was a good outstanding man, his son will be proud of him, but.... Did he do enough in his life? Did he die happy? I don't know as I am the same. I have dedicated my life to sciense and teaching. I have never spent much time with my family although I love my wife and want to be with her till the last breath. I don't have to work to provide for my family, we are well-secured. But if I stop working, I will stop living and will die away.
So, what to do? Should we work until we die or it must be some time to stop and smell roses?