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Each of my books began with a question that would not let me go, an encounter that changed the way I saw the world, or a person whose life and thought challenged me to think more deeply.

At first, it was Kant

Each of my books began with a question that would not let me go, an encounter that changed the way I saw the world, or a person whose life and thought challenged me to think more deeply. At first, it was Kant; then came the tragic disintegration of my native country; and gradually my concerns expanded to embrace the state of humanity in the world.

Looking back, I see my books not as separate projects but as stages of a continuing intellectual journey—a lifelong search for what it means to be human. Searching for the meaning of being human is, in another vocabulary, a search for where and how one belongs in the world.

That search has always been sustained by an intuition, difficult to explain yet impossible to dismiss: that this is the life and the world to which we belong, that this is the place where we can truly find our home. Our growing sense of disorientation and homelessness is, then, not a consequence of the way the world is, but of our own blindness and illusions, our narrow self-preoccupation, and our failure to appreciate the richness of life.

I still hope to write more books, but it may be that the deepest motivation behind all of them has been to help us find our way home and, in doing so, recover our sense of hope.

THE MEANING OF LIFE IN MULTIPLE LANGUAGES

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