I think it was Osho that said:
"If you love a flower, don’t pick it up.
If you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love.
So if you love a flower, let it be.
Love is not about possession.
Love is about appreciation."
It lets me pretend that the life I'm forced to live is actually my choice, when in reality I really really REALLY want to pick that fucking flower.