‘But if time is a circle rather than a line, if one’s life is destined to repeat itself
over and over again without end, then the meaning of life cannot consist in
progression towards some decisive point on the line. There is no such point
because there is no such line.
Moments do not slip away – on the contrary, they reassert themselves over
and over again without end. The significance of each moment does not derive
from it’s place on a line – on how it relates what comes before it on the line to
what comes after. It does not carry the taint of past and future ghosts.
Each moment is what it is; each moment is complete and entire in itself.
The meaning of life is found in moments. The meaning of life can be found in its
highest moments. Each of these moments is complete in itself and requires no
further moments for its significance or justification.’
– The Philosopher and the Wolf, Mark Rowlands