Believe

Someone, I have forgotten who, once observed that it is better to go through life believing that there is an ultimate point and purpose to than to not believe; for, even if there is not a point, the belief that there is, and the guidance and assurance that belief provides throughout, will be just as valuable either way. If there was not an ultimate purpose, one lived, at least, as if there were. He had a stone to hold onto in the current. He, on the other hand, who pursues life with the conviction that nothing really matters, that nothing really has any meaning beyond its own narrow frame, will necessarily sail a confused and rudderless voyage, a prisoner at all times of simple urges and self-interested schemes, and in the end there will truly seem to have been no point, for he has failed to do the very least of things, which is to believe.