As he watched from afar the lovers entwined in what seemed like an eternal embrace, a feeling of warmth and peace without measure in its depth washed over him, as if an infinite tide had risen from the source of his soul; to be loveless is to be lifeless, for without LOVE there is no life. So LOVE need not purpose or reason, for LOVE is both purpose and reason.

He then tried to remember what he had been thinking as he admired and joined the lovers from a distance, it came back to him, he had been lost in a moment of melancholy, wondering; what is life's meaning?