Victor Frankl was an Austrian who spent three years in a concentration camp from 1942 to 1945. Whenever I’m feeling hard done by I think about this guy – he has the ultimate “when life gives you lemons” outlook.

Being a neurologist and psychiatrist, he knew a thing or two about human behaviour, and he applied it during his stay in the concentration camp, taking copious notes of his observations both of his own feelings and those of his fellow prisoners. The result was a book called ..trotzdem ja zum Leben sagen (Ein Psychologe erlebt das Konzentrationslager), which was named Man’s Search for Meaning in the English version.

The book is overflowing with great quotes, my favourite being:

Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.

This goes out to the dude who spent half an hour last night telling me how much life sucks.