The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The world assumes that we are very happy with high mansions, fine carriages, servants and attendants, huge investments, and concubines. But he who is without the honor and strength of the soul can be anything but happy.
Happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length.
Man falls from the pursuit of the ideal of plan living and high thinking the moment he wants to multiply his daily wants. Man's happiness really lies in contentment.
Happiness lies so far from man, but he must begin by daring to will it.
Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.
It is in his pleasure that a man really lives; it is from his leisure that he constructs the true fabric of self.
It is in the compelling zest of high adventure and of victory, and in creative action, that man finds his supreme joys.
It is the nature of the strong heart, that like the palm tree it strives ever upwards when it is most burdened.
Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.
Sisyphus, you know, had an easy life.