In similar vein: I have come to loath the word "passion" as it relates to almost anything, but especially work. Claiming to be passionate about some aspect of l

In similar vein: I have come to loath the word "passion" as it relates to almost anything, but especially work. Claiming to be passionate about some aspect of life has become a red flag for me: Passion is hot-blooded and short-lived; usually an indication of immaturity and a vastly self-generated false image of the object of passion, whether that's a job, another person, a work of art or anything else. If you're looking for a way to make your day-to-day existence meaningful, to give yourself a sense of purpose beyond the humdrum of "paying the rent", I strongly believe that passion is entirely counterproductive as a guide. Purpose comes from your own values, suggesting that quiet, sustained contemplation is more useful as groundwork. eta: I guess this means I'm with Kyosaki on this one. ;)