I can't express my personal philosophy in five words, the way Chuq can. I like this taoist story, though:
Chuang Tzu with his bamboo pole was fishing in Pu river. The Prince of Chu sent two-vice-chancellors with a formal document:
"We hereby appoint you Prime Minister".
Chuang Tzu held his bamboo pole. Still watching the Pu river, he said:
"I am told there is a sacred tortoise, offered and canonized three thousand years ago; venerated by the prince, wrapped in silk, in a precious shrine, on an altar in the Temple.
"What do you think: is it better to give up one's life and leave a sacred shell as an object of cult in a cloud of incense three thousand years, or better to live as a plain turtle dragging its tail in the mud?"
"For the turtle", said the vice-chancellor, "better to live and drag its tail in the mud!"
"Go home!" said Chuang Tzu. "Leave me here to drag my tail in the mud!"