If one is to love oneself one must behave in ways that one can admire.
Not to take possession of your life plan is to let your existence be an accident.
If we climb high enough, we will reach a height from which tragedy ceases to look tragic.
One comprehends oneself in order not to be preoccupied with oneself.
It is wrong to bear children out of need, wrong to use a child to alleviate loneliness, wrong to provide purpose in life by reproducing another copy of oneself. It is wrong also to seek immortality by spewing one's germ into the future as though sperm contains your consciousness!
Does a being who requires meaning find meaning in a universe that has no meaning?