When I was little ... I thought that when people die they lie in their coffins and think about all the nice things they experienced during their lives. Therefore, creating pleasant memories should be the main purpose in life. As well as being happy and making other people happy should be. Then I grew up and tried to find my answers in philosophy and religion. Now, years later I'm starting to realize that as a little girl I was closer to the truth - I'm starting to think again that making people (and myself) happy and creating pleasant memories IS the purpose of life.
Do you have any "pearls of wisdom" from "the mouths of babes'?