Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.
— Leonardo Da Vinci

Embrace the simplicity of life, because nothing ever lasts, nothing is ever finished, and nothing is ever perfect. Oftentimes people over complicate life with more things. Like Seneca teaches, the more things we have, the more masters we have to serve. In simpler terms mo' money mo' problems. Be content with the present, enjoy it. Try to find the beauty in life, and in the simple things. Don't always be searching for something better, because something good may already be in your possession. 

Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.
— Epicurus
Wabi Sabi celebrates the basic, the unique, and the imperfect parts of our lives. Wabi Sabi is the comfortable joy you felt as a child, happily singing off key, creatively coloring outside the lines, and mispronouncing words with gusto. On a deeper level, Wabi Sabi is the profound awareness of our oneness with all life and the environment. It includes a deep awareness of the choices we make each day, the power we have to accept or reject each moment of our lives, and to find value in every experience.
— Taro Gold

Wabi-sabi reminds us that there’s no need to hold on to the unnecessary. Let go. De-clutter. Tread lightly.

Pared down to its barest essence, wabi-sabi is the Japanese art of finding beauty in imperfection and profundity in nature, of accepting the natural cycle of growth, decay, and death. It’s simple, slow, and uncluttered-and it reveres authenticity above all. Wabi-sabi is flea markets, not warehouse stores; aged wood, not Pergo; rice paper, not glass. It celebrates cracks and crevices and all the other marks that time, weather, and loving use leave behind. It reminds us that we are all but transient beings on this planet-that our bodies as well as the material world around us are in the process of returning to the dust from which we came. Through wabi-sabi, we learn to embrace liver spots, rust, and frayed edges, and the march of time they represent.
— nobleharbor.com