A sub-clerk in the post-office is the equal of a conqueror if consciousness is common to them.
Albert CamusAlthough it was the middle of winter, I finally realized that, within me, summer was inextinguishable.
Albert CamusThe workman of today works every day in his life at the same tasks, and this fate is no less absurd. But it is tragic only at the rare moments when it becomes conscious.
Albert Camus