The Meaning of Life
“What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: ‘This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more’ … Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: ‘You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine.” – Nietzsche
Kate Atkinson’s new novel Life After Life opens with this quote, and it got me thinking last night – maybe the ultimate goal in life is to live it so well, and love it so much, that you would do it over and over, given the chance (with slightly better fashion choices). Maybe that’s the seedling of meaning from which happiness can be grown or the signpost by which it can be measured.
There are a few periods in my life that I’d be especially happy to live again – my childhood (from, say, 7-11, before I became an annoying brat) and definitely my first two years of college (they were so good, I failed out enjoying them too much).
What part(s) of your life would you most love to relive?
(Photo: Grace Kelly by Howell Conant, 1955)