"Sorrow can only be compared with the memory of joy, which is not at all the same thing as joy itself. Like words, memories never really succeed in "… - Alan Watts

But the idea of a purposeless world is horrifying because it is incomplete. Purpose is a pre-eminently human attribute. To say that the world has no purpose is to say that it is not human[.] For what is not human appears to be inhuman only when man sets himself over against nature, for then the inhumanity of nature seems to deny man, and its purposelessness to deny his purposes. But to say that nature is not human and has no purpose is not to say what it has instead. The human body as a whole is not a hand, but it does not for this reason deny the hand.

All men suffer [...], but not all are unhappy, for unhappiness is a reaction to suffering, not suffering itself.

We see it as an eternal arena in which the individual is no more than a temporary stranger — a visitor who hardly belongs — for the thin ray of consciousness does not shine upon its own source. In looking out upon the world, we forget that the world is looking at itself — through our eyes and IT’s.