Once you lose yourself, you have two choices. Find the person you used to be, or lose that person completely. Because sometimes you have to step outside of the person you’ve been, and rememeber the person you were meant to be - the person you wanted to be, the person you are.
I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.