As a species we quest for food, warmth, shelter and we've complicated the system to achieve those things to such a degree that it seems truly a quest for those who wish to undertake it. Yet, for others, it is no quest, barely a challenge to have fine food, divine warmth, magnanimous shelter. The only difference I see between those who quest and those who are mildly challenged is belief and an enormous lack of fear that it will not be. So there it is. The only difference between our quests and the difficulty is the amount we perceive and believe we should have.