Ever more people today have the means to live, but no meaning to live for.

Love goes very far beyond the physical person of the beloved. It finds its deepest meaning in its spiritual being, his inner self. Whether or not he is actually present, whether or not he is still alive at all, ceases somehow to be of importance.

For the meaning of life differs from man to man, from day to day and from hour to hour. What matters, therefore, is not the meaning of life in general but rather the specific meaning of a person's life at a given moment.

What is to give light must endure burning.

The struggle for existence is a struggle 'for' something; it is purposeful and only in so being is it meaningful and able to bring meaning into life.

And I quoted from Nietzsche: That which does not kill me, makes me stronger.

Man is capable of changing the world for the better if possible, and of changing himself for the better if necessary.