Who can be content to live without it?

Whosoever will can remove this mountain.

No words are capable of conveying an adequate idea of its genuineness and worth, no tongue can express what it does for you. In unmeaning tones, it speaks to him who is an observer, but to the one who is its possessor and realises its full benefit, pen fails to describe its value. 

But who can be content to live without it? 

If any, let not such complain of their unhappy fate, for the fault lies within them and will remain there until by their own efforts, through the faculty of intellect, they rise above and overcome those conditions.