A person’s life purpose is nothing more than to rediscover, through the detours of art, or love, or passionate work, those one or two images in the presence of which his heart first opened. ~Albert Camus
Can you say when your heart first opened? I think Camus is telling us we have to approach this discovery obliquely. But I do think he’s right about it being our life’s purpose.
So, how in the busyness of our “detours” do we stay alert for those “one or two images”?