When I went to college years ago my philosophy teacher assigned students to read Viktor Frankl's - 'Man's Search for Meaning'. That was circa 1979/1980 and I never forgot this profoundly moving book. I just purchased a copy of the book about a year ago for my bookshelf since my first book is in a storage unit far away and at a low point in my recent life, I needed to re-read this book to empower me to not give up. I cannot count how many times I'd recounted the words of that book since having red it over four decades ago now.

Hope is life