Stupidity Has A Knack Of Getting Its

Alas, After A Certain Age Every Man Is Responsible For His Face.

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.

Blessed Are The Hearts That Can Bend; They Shall Never Be Broken.

In A Universe Suddenly Divested Of Illusion And Lights, Man Feels An Alien, A Stranger. His Exile Is Without Remedy Since He Is Deprived Of The Memory Of A Lost Home Or The Hope Of A Promised Land.

The Absurd Is The Essential Concept And The First Truth.