Having a love for one's fate. This is a common idea in Stoicism, Buddhism, Taoism, etc. Shakespeare famously touched upon this in Hamlet: > Why, then, 'tis n

Having a love for one's fate. This is a common idea in Stoicism, Buddhism, Taoism, etc. Shakespeare famously touched upon this in Hamlet: > Why, then, 'tis none to you, for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison. The absurdity of life is that much of our suffering is our own doing. That one has to accept this absurdity before you can find peace.