Quantity or Quality

The question isn’t whether quality or quantity matters more; it’s knowing which one serves you best in any given situation. Some things demand uncompromising quality.

Your morning coffee should be exceptional, not merely plentiful. A proper Apfel strudel-layers of pastry thin as tissue, apples fragrant with cinnamon-is worth crossing a city for; three mediocre ones aren’t. When you build a garden fence, construct it well enough that your grandchildren might lean confidently against it. And political thinking? Here quality is essential. One well-reasoned position built on evidence and principle outweighs a dozen populist slogans designed to inflame rather than illuminate.

But quantity has its place too, and it’s not the consolation prize. The miles you cover on foot matter; each one strengthens your heart, clears your mind, builds the habit of movement. The colours of vegetables on your plate should multiply: red peppers, purple cabbage, orange carrots, dark greens. Variety isn’t just aesthetic; it’s nutritional wisdom encoded in a rainbow. And quiet moments of reflection? Take many. Brief pauses throughout the day compound into clarity better than one long session of forced contemplation.

A mark of wisdom isn’t choosing quality over quantity or vice versa. It’s recognising that coffee and political philosophy require excellence, while daily steps and moments of stillness require accumulation.

Master this distinction and build a life that’s well-crafted and abundant; quality where it counts, quantity where it compounds. Sometimes less is more. Sometimes more is more.

Know the difference. Go be human.