Does life have meaning? Is it possible for life to be meaningful when the world is filled with suffering and when so much depends merely upon chance? Even if there is meaning, is there enough to justify living? These questions are difficult to resolve. After all, few of us devote our lives fully to pursuits that are indisputably meaningful. Even if we are teachers, doctors, or social justice advocates, and the positive effects of our labor are daily evident, there are moments in which we face the mundane, the illogically cruel, and the tragic, which leave us to question the value of our lives. But even still, Iddo Landau argues, our lives are in fact meaningful- we've just been setting the bar too high for evaluating what meaning there is.