As such, I also bear witness to the unexpected extent to which man is capable of defying and braving even the worst conditions conceivable.

We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms -- to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.

The attempt to develop a sense of humor and to see things in a humorous light is some kind of a trick learned while mastering the art of living.

To the European, it is a characteristic of the American culture that, again and again, one is commanded and ordered to 'be happy.' But happiness cannot be pursued; it must ensue. One must have a reason to 'be happy.' Once the reason is found, however, one becomes happy automatically. As we see, a human being is not one in pursuit of happiness but rather in search of a reason to become happy, last but not least, through actualizing the potential meaning inherent and dormant in a given situation.

We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life.

Now, it is my contention that the deneuroticization of humanity requires a rehumanization of psychotherapy.

Woe to him who saw no more sense in his life, no aim, no purpose, and therefore no point in carrying on.