The Road by Cormac MacCarthy

Do you remember that little boy, Papa? Yes. I remember him. Do you think that he’s all right that little boy? Oh yes. I think he’s all right. Do you think he was lost? No. I dont think he was lost. I’m scared that he was lost. I think he’s all right. But who will find him if he’s lost? Who will find the little boy? Goodness will find the little boy. It always has. It will again.

Man search for meaning by Viktor E Frankl

 “Love is the only way to grasp another human being in the innermost core of his personality. No one can become fully aware of the very essence of another human being unless he loves him. By his love he is enabled to see the essential traits and features in the beloved person; and even more, he sees that which is potential in him, which is not yet actualized but yet ought to be actualized. Furthermore, by his love, the loving person enables the beloved person to actualize these potentialities. By making him aware of what he can be and of what he should become, he makes these potentialities come true.”