The gods had condemned Sisyphus to ceaselessly rolling a rock to the top of a mountain, whence the stone would fall back of its own weight. They had thought with some reason that there is no more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labor.
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Nationality: French Type: Philosopher Born: November 7, 1913 Death: January 4, 1960 |
“When I was in my twenties, it felt like I was riding wild horses, and I was hoping I didn't go over a cliff.”