As quoted from the secret life of Walter Mitty (2013)
And then she pointed out, “if your purpose in life is to seek happiness, won’t that makes you…” “HA!”
He then interrupted her sentence by dull laughter. A covert hedonist, that’s what he is. She couldn’t completely disagree that at some degree, hedonism might be a way to actually wade across the life smoothly. Sure, if pleasure and indulgent become his sole purpose of life, she would think of him as a shallow maniac, but he bears the pain as well as the pleasure, he left his comfort every now and then, and never once he neglect his life chores ad duties.
Through him, she understand. There is no life without pain, because the world itself is a deadly contraption made to capture and maim its denizen. Pleasure is temporary, hence continuous pursuit of such will only take you farther from any meaning. But through pain, one can understand happiness. Through limit, one can feel the joy of achievement. Only through tragedy, blessings can taste as sweet. Maybe he is a half Taoist, as much as he’s a hedonist. He live his days mostly in white, not because he never fell to the dark, but because he embraces the black in each light.
And so, though still uncertain, he kept his trail to find purpose. His true goal is not pleasure, but happiness as a whole. In every turn, every struck of bad luck, he put himself as a conscious suitor of life. He got mad when he needs to, he laugh as hard when the world makes so, he embrace who he is without hesitation. And for the misery he must bear, he simply finds someone to share it. Not the burden, but the story. Because at the end of the day. Happiness is about finding the right place, the right person, the right thing to do; all the things that still brings you pain, but the kind that you can actually enjoy.