“So what's the meaning of life?" Angie says.
"To be happy," Jamie says immediately.
"Really?" Noah says. "I was thinking it was to do good or something."
[...]
"Isn't that the same as being happy?" Brooke says.
"Well, that's just one kind of happiness," Jamie says. "I'm talking about having lots of different kinds of happiness."
"But you don't think we're supposed to make the world better?" Noah says.
"Of course we are," Jamie says. "That's another kind of happiness."
[...]
"I think it's to truly love somebody before we die," Brooke says.
[...]
"I think," I say, "I think we're supposed to experience as much beauty as we can."
"Isn't that the same as happiness too?" Jaime says. [...]
"No, because sometimes sad things are beautiful," I say. "Like when someone dies."
"That isn't beautiful. That just sucks," Jamie says.
"You don't understand what I mean," I say.
[...]
"But we aren't here to suffer," Jamie says.
"I don't think that." I say.
"But you think we're here for beautiful things and you think sadness is beautiful?"
"It can be," I say.”
―
Laura Nowlin,
If He Had Been With Me