I love the story about the rich man who finally takes his first vacation in years and goes to the little fishing village in Mexico. Every day he watches the poor fisherman go out in his little boat and come back at 10AM with a few fish. His family is waiting for him and helps him with his catch. One day, the rich man confronts the poor fisherman.
"Why do you stop fishing every day when you could stay out and fish all day long?"
"I stop when I have enough fish."
"But if you stayed out all day, you could sell your extra fish and make more money."
"But what would that buy me?"
"Plenty. You could work all day long, save enough money to have a house, cars, new boat and even take a vacation like I am doing."
"But sir, I have a boat, I don't need a car, my house is small but clean and every day I spend with my wife and family."
"But you can never go to nice places on vacation."
"You mean like you are doing sir? I live where you spend your time dreaming of going."
Goes to my old adage: I would rather be broke in paradise than rich in hell.