Each Of Us Carries A Unique Spark

I Never Would Have Made It If I Could Not Have Laughed. It Lifted Me Momentarily Out Of This Horrible Situation, Just Enough To Make It Livable.

The Angels Are Lost In Perpetual Contemplation Of An Infinite Glory.

Thus, Human Existence-at Least As Long As It Has Not Been Neurotically Distorted-is Always Directed To Something, Or Someone, Other Than Itself, Be It A Meaning To Fulfill Or Another Human Being To Encounter Lovingly.

It Is This Spiritual Freedom - Which Cannot Be Taken Away - That Makes Life Meaningful And Purposeful.

Only To The Extent That Someone Is Living Out This Self Transcendence Of Human Existence, Is He Truly Human Or Does He Become His True Self. He Becomes So, Not By Concerning Himself With His Self's Actualization, But By Forgetting Himself And Giving Himself, Overlooking Himself And Focusing Outward.