One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
Sometimes, carrying on, just carrying on, is the superhuman achievement.
There is so much stubborn hope in the human heart.
All great deeds and all great thoughts have a ridiculous beginning.
There is always a certain hour of the day and of the night when a manโs courage is at its lowest ebb, and it was that hour only that he feared.
Rebellion, in man, is the refusal to be treated as an object and to be reduced to simple historical terms. It is the affirmation of a nature common to all men, which eludes the world of power.