Quality of Life

Sometimes I get so focused on my goals, I rarely am able to see the quality of my life. It seems somehow that beauty, peace, enjoyment of  life, and a host of other things get deemed unimportant somehow. It is as if suffering is meant to be suffered through and ignored. Suffering is not a natural state, no matter how much I pretend it is. The most beneficial way to achieve goals is also the most pleasing way. The way that brings happiness. The way with heart. Can it ever be fully embraced so that love and logic can coexist in peace?