This Is The Core Of The Human

Everyone Has His Own Specific Vocation Or Mission In Life; Everyone Must Carry Out A Concrete Assignment That Demands Fulfillment. Therein He Cannot Be Replaced, Nor Can His Life Be Repeated, Thus, Everyone's Task Is Unique As His Specific Opportunity To Implement It.

If Architects Want To Strengthen A Decrepit Arch, They Increase The Load Which Is Laid Upon It, For Thereby The Parts Are Joined More Firmly Together. So If Therapists Wish To Foster Their Patients' Mental Health, They Should Not Be Afraid To Increase That Load Through A Reorientation Toward The Meaning Of One's Life.

But My Mind Clung To My Wife's Image, Imagining It With An Uncanny Acuteness. I Heard Her Answering Me, Saw Her Smile, Her Frank And Encouraging Look. Real Or Not, Her Look Then Was More Luminous Than The Sun Which Was Beginning To Rise.

A Man's Concern, Even His Despair, Over The Worthwhileness Of Life Is An Existential Distress But By No Means A Mental Disease.

Consider A Movie: It Consists Of Thousands Upon Thousands Of Individual Pictures, And Each Of Them Makes Sense And Carries A Meaning, Yet The Meaning Of The Whole Film Cannot Be Seen Before Its Last Sequence Is Shown. However, We Cannot Understand The Whole Film Without Having First Understood Each Of Its Components, Each Of The Individual Pictures. Isn't It The Same With Life? Doesn't The Final Meaning Of Life, Too, Reveal Itself, It At All, Only At Its End, On The Verge Of Death?