The highway of life has become so perfected; our ordinary actions have become so set that scarcely anything new enters, or can enter, in our daily actions. In acquiring our profession, we first conquer the art of doing and then reduce that art until we can perform it 999 times out of a thousand without thinking of it at all.

As a result, daily life in the highway becomes humdrum and uninteresting and it is only when we get in the byways that the spice that sweetens life is found. As the autoist finds diversion and joy in the woodroad so the individual finds the best things of life when he steps away from that which it has become habitual to do and does something that is in itself novel.

Not in our workaday lives but in the things that happen when we see we are not working do the greatest things of life come to us. Our workaday lives are set always the same but when we step out of the highway into the byways where we do not act upon habit but upon the promptings of our natural selves, then do we get the refreshing things of life, the invigorating and inspiring things.

As I have said before, the natural tendencies of the individual are allowed free expression when we do not attempt to govern our actions by the habits we have formed in our business life. Spontaniety and nobility of spirit are the results of things done at such times. 