Playboy:If life is so purposeless, do you feel that it's worth living?
Kubrick:Yes, for those of us who manage somehow to cope with our mortality. The very meaninglessness of life forces man to create his own meaning. Children, of course, begin life with an untarnished sense of wonder, a capacity to experience total joy at something as simple as the greenness of a leaf; but as they grow older, the awareness of death and decay begins to impinge on their consciousness and subtly erode their 'joie de vivre', their idealism -- and their assumption of immortality. As a child matures, he sees death and pain everywhere about him, and begins to lose faith in the ultimate goodness of man. But if he's reasonably strong -- and lucky -- he can emerge from this twilight of the soul into a rebirth of life's 'élan'. Both because of and in spite of his awareness of the meaninglessness of life, he can forge a fresh sense of purpose and affirmation. He may not recapture the same pure sense of wonder he was born with, but he can shape something far more enduring and sustaining. The most terrifying fact about the universe is not that it is hostile but that it is indifferent; but if we can come to terms with this indifference and accept the challenges of life within the boundaries of death -- however mutable man may be able to make them -- our existence as a species can have genuine meaning and fulfillment. However vast the darkness, we must supply our own light.
This is pretty much my driving song of the day. No. Perhaps second to Don’t Stop Me Now. Anyway, liking this at the moment because of the look that woman gave me when I was caught playing *air* drums and singing with my window down whilst beside her on the traffic light. Did it all with a croissant in-hand as well!
William Saroyan said, “I ruined my life by marrying the same woman twice.”
there will always be something to ruin our lives, William, it all depends upon what or which finds us first, we are always ripe and ready to be taken.
ruined lives are normal both for the wise and others.
it is only when that life ruined becomes ours we realize then that the suicides, the drunkards, the mad, the jailed, the dopers and etc. etc. are just as common a part of existence as the gladiola, the rainbow the hurricane and nothing left on the kitchen shelf.