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 So I've been reading this book, here's this part about Italians, how they enjoy doing nothing and Oh my god I can totally relate it. My actual goal in life is to achieve  so much that I will need not to do anything. Just relax and enjoy doing nothing-That's actually my ideal goal to every work.


 Americans don’t really know how to do nothing. This is the cause of that great sad American stereotype—the overstressed executive who goes on vacation, but who cannot relax.
 I once asked Luca Spaghetti if Italians on vacation have that same problem. He laughed
so hard he almost drove his motorbike into a fountain.
“Oh, no!” he said. “We are the masters of bel far niente.”
This is a sweet expression. Bel far niente means “the beauty of doing nothing.” Now
listen—Italians have traditionally always been hard workers, especially those long-suffering
laborers known as braccianti (so called because they had nothing but the brute strength of
their arms—braccie—to help them survive in this world). But even against that backdrop of
hard work, bel far niente has always been a cherished Italian ideal. The beauty of doing nothing is the goal of all your work, the final accomplishment for which you are most highly congratulated. The more exquisitely and delightfully you can do nothing, the higher your life’s
achievement. You don’t necessarily need to be rich in order to experience this, either. There’s
another wonderful Italian expression: l’arte d’arrangiarsi—the art of making something out of
nothing. The art of turning a few simple ingredients into a feast, or a few gathered friends into
a festival. Anyone with a talent for happiness can do this, not only the rich.


 

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