I think it is a desire of the human spirit to seek wisdom and few find it because we get distracted by the stuff of life.  

Over the years my understanding of wisdom has changed. In my younger years wisdom was the accumulation of facts and knowledge, being smarter than the other guy. In these later years I’m wondering if wisdom isn’t captured in five words from Paul’s letter to the church in Ephesus, “Making the most of the time”. Recently three deaths have caught my attention. One was a high school classmate of mine, a trombone player named Joe Lozano. I have not seen Joe since we crossed the stage of the Hemisfare Arena in 1973, but he died a couple of weeks back. Joe's death and the recent death of another high school classmate of mine, Mark Anderson, has made me a little more aware of my own mortality, have I been, "Making the most of the time?" The second death was that of Frank Gifford, his wife Kathy reflected on the sudden death of her husband by saying– “his death is not a tragedy- a four-year-old girl having cancer is a tragedy. Frank lived to be almost eighty-five, he lived an incredible life, has an incredible family, has an incredible legacy. His life is a triumph.” I thought of St. Pauls words, Frank Gifford was- making the most of the time. The last death- this is the one year anniversary of Robin Williams' death. In commemorating his death Sarah Michelle Gellar, quoted Ralph Waldo Emerson, "To laugh often and much; to win the respect of the intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the beauty in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know that one life has breathed easier because you lived here. This is to have succeeded," Or to put it in the words of St. Paul, his life was making the most of the time. 

I hope that God gives you the grace to make the most of your time on earth.