The words (approximately) of academic Donna Haraway as reported by one of her students who considered her work (the student’s) “important,” which I guess we all do to a certain extent, or why would we give over so much of our life, time and efforts to an activity as vacuous as research instead of, well, having fun doing other stuff:

“…what’s with this ‘important’ shit? Important will not see you through the writing of a dissertation or the living of a scholarly life; but what incites and interests you will.”

I like that.