An unforgettable book that we meet again after 60 years!
Still bright with wisdom and insight even after all these years!
A life with love is not lonely.

This book was first published in 1960.
At that time, our country had just experienced the Korean War, so we were all orphans.
Not only were families divided between the North and the South, and it was impossible to know who was alive or dead, but countless people lost their parents and became orphans during the war.
What would the mental loneliness have been like then?
At a time when there was nowhere to turn, this book offered a ray of comfort, becoming a bestseller with over 600,000 copies sold, providing a spiritual refuge for many.
This book was remade at the request of many who could not forget the excitement of that time.
However, in order to preserve its value as a classic, we tried to preserve the original as much as possible and only touched up the parts that were absolutely necessary.
Even if you live to be 60 years old, you still age, but this book strangely does not age, but rather, with a clearer light of wisdom, it offers wisdom and comfort to the lonely of this era.

The author says in the preface:
“I think I wanted to escape from my loneliness.
So I started communicating with a lot of people.
One way was to write.
Some of it was a conversation with myself.
The story of life that we all carry became the starting point and content.
So, the stories that were written easily and emotionally became essays.
I am now over 100 years old.
It's time for me to end my life.
It's not that the people around me are leaving, it's that I'm preparing to leave everything behind.
I have to go my own way.
“Time ends, but eternity exists, and although it was a difficult journey, I promise that I am not an ‘orphan’ because there was love.” The author concludes that the way to be healed from the disease of loneliness is to love, and urges everyone to love courageously.

Everyone who walks the path on earth has a purpose and reason for leaving.
But has anyone ever told us, as we embark on our journey of life, the purpose of our departure and the reason for living?
Nevertheless, isn't it our destiny to walk the path of life, and isn't that life itself?
So people asked many people about the path of life.
Art, philosophy, and religion emerged to find the answer.
But today we still ask:
'What is the path of life and what will happen in the future?'
'Is death the end of life's journey?'
‘What direction and ideology should the nation and humanity have?’
Every human being ends his or her life's journey in the process of asking and finding answers like this.
What path will I take in the future to attain the truth of life?
Christ once told his disciples who asked him the way, "I am the way."
How wonderful it would be if we humans could truly understand his words.

--- p.
17

Sometimes we are caught in a nameless loneliness.
This kind of loneliness is one that I want to relieve by meeting someone.
But what is even more unfortunate is the loneliness of not having anyone to go to at that time.
Because all the people I want to visit are professional people.
Moreover, the politics, society, education, literature, and academia that we must hear from them not only cannot relieve our weary hearts, but also make them more complicated.
I truly miss the unprofessionalized human, the original human, the human who has become so well-rounded and rich that all professional consciousness is hidden so deeply that it is invisible.
--- p.
24

A walk for the sake of a walk has no destination and does not require historian-like observation.
Any mountain is fine, and even better is a mountain whose name I don't know.
We don't bother asking the name of the flower or discerning what kind of bird's song it is.
When I reach the end point, I usually lie down on the grass without trees.
Until now the road has guided my feet, but now the sky and clouds lead my heart to peace.
I put the empty sky in that empty heart.
The gaze looks to the ends of the sky.
Clouds move and change their appearance as if they are guests in the empty sky.
---- p.29

When we face the sunset of life and the twilight of our lives, can we confidently avoid becoming orphans of life?
Can we confidently embrace the hope of a new world beyond, without groping for the uncontrollable shadow of a vanishing life?
Just as all humans have left their homes, longing for them, if there is a 'place' where we have departed on the journey of life, isn't our true hometown surely promised?
--- p.43

Anyone who wants to live a good life must first think about becoming a valuable person before becoming a happy person.
Rather, in order to live a valuable and fulfilling life, isn't it true that a true human being does not care about his own happiness or unhappiness, and isn't that where true happiness lies?
If we look at it this way, there are no great people among those who lived for happiness, but there are countless great people among those who tried to live valuable and fulfilling lives.
A person's misfortune is more precious and beautiful than a pig's happiness.
I have known and seen many hidden people who have taken upon themselves their own misfortune and suffering for the sake of the value and light of life.
--- p.55

It seems that people do not age as long as they continue to do something.
But, isn't it true that whenever you stop and rest, you age without even realizing it?
I thought that a teacher should not grow old.
--- p.71

It is night now.
The sound of frogs filled the heavens and earth.
Listening to that sound, my heart, holding a pen under the lamp, is filled with a new dream.
It feels like someone is whispering in my ear.
“Let’s go out and listen to that sound.
“Let us stand in the middle of the earth and listen to the melody of the universe filled with life.”
--- p.88

The French philosopher Pascal said, “He lived on the other side of the river.”
A is beating B to death with a club.
Eul asked, “Why are you beating me to death for no reason?”
To this, Gap replied as follows:
“If you were living on this side of the river, it would be evil and murder for me to kill you.
But since you live on the other side of the river, if I kill you, I will be a warrior and a patriot.
So I'm going to kill you." So what exactly is that river? It's the line of justice that politics speaks of.
Since ancient times, the river has been a border, and today, the 38th parallel has been added.
Where does justice lie? Whether you live in Moscow or Washington.
It depends on whether you live in Pyongyang or Seoul.
Nature has never drawn a line on Earth.
Rather, it has simply erased the lines created by humans several times.
But humans are drawing lines throughout their lives.
As if that were the purpose of life! "There must be an afterlife, if only for a place like this, where there are no human-drawn lines!" I muttered, tears streaming down my face.
Now, the face of his father, whose life or death he did not know, appeared, and as he looked up at the southern sky, the images of his younger siblings who had to choose the path of death flashed before his eyes.
But now it is not a dream.

--- pp.225~226