The Russian Yearning For The Meaning Of Life Is The Major Theme Of Our Literature, And This Is The Real Point Of Our Intelligentsia's Existence.
The Meaning Of Life... I Think The Meaning Of Life Is, I Think It's Love.
Everywhere One Seeks To Produce Meaning, To Make The World Signify, To Render It Visible. We Are Not, However, In Danger Of Lacking Meaning; Quite The Contrary, We Are Gorged With Meaning And It Is Killing Us.
I Am Sure It Is Everyone’s Experience, As It Has Been Mine, That Any Discovery We Make About Ourselves Or The Meaning Of Life Is Never, Like A Scientific Discovery, A Coming Upon Something Entirely New And Unsuspected; It Is Rather, The Coming To Conscious Recognition Of Something, Which We Really Knew All The Time But, Because We Were Unwilling To Formulate It Correctly, We Did Not Hitherto Know We Knew.
I Was Giving A Lecture And I Said, That's Enough About The Photographic Life, Meaning My Biography, Now Let's Talk About The Life Of A Photograph. And In That One Instant I Got The Title For A Potential Next Book.
