Meaning of Life

I asked a man the other day what he thought was the meaning of life.

He stood confident and prepared. After inhaling and tossing a sideways grin, he answered in a soft and grizzly voice:

"Most people believe that the key to happiness is of clean virtues, that the only way to attain complete satisfaction is by success and reaching ultimate goals. I bid you, my fellow student, to stray from such believe and listen closely. Do not believe such ignorance. The path to happiness is in fact irrelevant. To repeat, the path to happiness is not a golden road. It isn't paved in good intentions with pretty smiles and perfect teeth. In fact, the path is sometimes not perceived as even a path at all. However you obtain your happiness is your business. But I'll tell you, my friend, if you dwell in what keeps you happy, no matter what it truly is, then indeed you have entered into the best of feelings, into the best of times, and into the best of what life has to truly offer. Even if you grin through dirty and tattered clothing, laugh behind houses of trash, you aren't what you wear. Hold yourself in high regard. Forget what they tell you. Your roads or lack there of are full of nails, glass, shattered things. But you don't have to be made of such fragile elements. Your path to happiness is irrelevant. As long as your conclusions achieve you joy."