"Practically. My business now is to make the best of it. We can always learn to like what we have to do."
"Can we?" The corners of her mouth curled rebelliously. "But I like to choose for myself. I like to be free."
"Most of us do. But there's a higher standing than just personal freedom."
"And the higher—?" she questioned.
"Carrying out the will of another, against one's own will—because it is one's duty."
"Carrying out—anybody's will!"
"I meant, primarily—the Divine Will."
She considered this soberly.
"But—if one can do the things that one likes better than the things one doesn't like—wouldn't that be best?"
"Not from the point of view of character-making. When a man does his best badly in the line that he does not love, it is actually better, actually worth more, than if he were successful to any amount in the line that he would love. Of course we're right to do the work we prefer, when it's given us to do. But the other may have grander results. Men are not always called to what they would choose for themselves."