Maybe we don't get the answers we set out for but other answers, possibly better than the ones we thought we wanted(?)
Or maybe it just makes life more interesting...
Why should I want an answer to a question I never even asked? Reminds me of the famous reported dialogue between Gertrude Stein and her "companion" Alice Tolkien when the former was dying. Alice asked, "Gertrude, Gertrude, what is the answer?" and Gertrude Stein replied, "Alice, Alice, what is the question?" Most sensible thing, I think, I ever heard that Gertrude said.