Happiness Cannot Be Pursued; It

There Is Also Purpose In Life Which Is Almost Barren Of Both Creation And Enjoyment And Which Admits Of But One Possibility Of High Moral Behavior: Namely, In Man's Attitude To His Existence, An Existence Restricted By External Forces.

At Such A Moment, It Is Not The Physical Pain Which Hurts The Most (and This Applies To Adults As Much As To Punished Children); It Is The Mental Agony Caused By The Injustice, The Unreasonableness Of It All.

Somewhere I Heard A Victorious "yes" In Answer To My Question Of The Existence Of Ultimate Purpose.

It Is Here That We Encounter The Central Theme Of Existentialism: To Live Is To Suffer, To Survive Is To Find Meaning In The Suffering.

Instead Of Possibilities, I Have Realities In My Past, Not Only The Reality Of Work Done And Of Love Loved, But Of Sufferings Bravely Suffered. These Sufferings Are Even The Things Of Which I Am Most Proud, Though These Are Things Which Cannot Inspire Envy.