So to sum up...if one dies satisfied, one is a failure, but if one completes his life unsatisfied...he is also a failure? I can see the point, but I can't see it as a universal truth. Really, it's just fishing. Besides that, Buddy's post allows for the endless pursuit of perfection...if that is what makes it enjoyable to you.
A right emblem it may be, of the uncertain things of this world; that when men have sold them selves for them, they vanish into smoke. ~ William Bradford
I finally realized that Life is a metaphor for Fly Fishing.