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The Last Of Human Freedoms - The Ability To Chose One's Attitude Especially An Attitude Of Gratitude In A Given Set Of Circumstances Especially In Difficult Circumstances.

The Transitoriness Of Our Existence In Now Way Makes It Meaningless. But It Does Constitute Our Responsibleness; For Everything Hinges Upon Our Realizing The Essentially Transitory Possibilities.

For The First Time In My Life I Saw The Truth As It Is Set Into Song By So Many Poets, Proclaimed As The Final Wisdom By So Many Thinkers. The Truth - That Love Is The Ultimate And Highest Goal To Which Man Can Aspire. Then I Grasped The Meaning Of The Greatest Secret That Human Poetry And Human Thought And Belief Have To Impart: The Salvation Of Man Is Through Love And In Love.

When A Man Finds That It Is His Destiny To Suffer, He Will Have To Accept His Suffering As His Task; His Single And Unique Task. He Will Have To Acknowledge The Fact That Even In Suffering He Is Unique And Alone In The Universe. No One Can Relieve Him Of His Suffering Or Suffer In His Place. His Unique Opportunity Lies In The Way In Which He Bears His Burden.

Man's Search For Meaning Is The Primary Motivation In His Life And Not A "secondary Rationalization" Of Instinctual Drives. This Meaning Is Unique And Specific In That It Must And Can Be Fulfilled By Him Alone; Only Then Does It Achieve A Significance Which Will Satisfy His Own Will To Meaning.