We want happiness but we don’t want to rely on it. One way of getting through life is to protect yourself from fortune and misfortune. Originally, playfully and cleverly, Franz Schuh shows how it’s done.
»I write about happiness,« says Franz Schuh, »firstly, because I have been happy – so much so that I can survive the calamities that are unavoidable. Secondly, because I think that the pursuit of happiness is something we all have in common. But happiness also divides people, because not many of us – probably a mere fraction, in fact – are even partly happy.«
Franz Schuh’s book is not so much a guide to happiness: after all, who knows to be happy? Instead his aim is to show that many things are summed up in the word »happiness«: things that we can learn about human existence and other things that we should perhaps know. Schuh’s sources of happiness range from rejecting the word itself, exploring its speculative exploitation and trivialisation, and include laughter and the tender feeling of hope.