In that sense, it's a lot like fishing. You go out, hoping for a wonder of wonders, maybe coming home with nothing, maybe coming home with just enough to feed you to keep going.
But it's not like fishing, because you can come home feeling like you've caught nothing, only you discover later on that there's this one that grows on you more and more as you look at it.
Not to mention the ones that just set your heart afire, nearly instantaneously.
And then there are the ones that long to become something else, or a part of something else. They long to be transformed.
Those are magical.