Man's Search for Meaning The seventieth anniversary of the publication of Victor Frankl's important book.

I have read this book twice, spread over several years and I suspect that each time more that it is read will yield some new insight, not because of my faulty reading but because life experience in the interval will open me up to a greater understanding.

Set in the concentration camps of WWII Germany, it is a harrowing tale, like so many others on this topic, but Frankl, a psychiatrist, observes himself and his fellow prisoners and draws certain conclusions: about love, about the will to survive, how what he has observed in the most hellish circumstances can have relevance to us all.

“To live is to suffer, to survive is to find meaning in the suffering. If there is a purpose to life at all, there must be a purpose in suffering and dying. But no man can tell another what this purpose is, Each must find out for himself, and must accept the responsibility that his answer prescribes. If he succeeds he will continue to grow in spite of all indignities”.

Frankl is fond of quoting Nietzsche, “ Who has a WHY to live can bear almost any HOW”.