Cycle

Many great writers have questioned the meaning of life. Quests for knowledge; answers to what happens after death.

I've read too many books on such debates.

Perhaps when your life seems so insignificant, its value diminishes.
And when we stop questioning the meaning of it, there is no meaning.

When there is no meaning, there is no cause for debate.

It's a cycle, really.

What are we all studying for?