"WHAT I'M TELLING YOU IS, IF YOU WANT TO DO THINGS YOUR OWN WAY, YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO MAKE A DECISION
- YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO FIND A LITTLE COURAGE…. IF YOU CARE ABOUT SOMETHING, YOU HAVE TO PROTECT IT - IF YOU'RE LUCKY ENOUGH TO FIND A WAY OF LIFE YOU LOVE, YOU HAVE TO FIND THE COURAGE TO LIVE
"Take care to get what you like, or you will be forced to like what you get."
- George Bernard Shaw
It suddenly strikes me that the myth of Sisyphus has such profound resonance that we have a myth of Sisyphus at all because life itself is essentially a Sisyphean endeavour.
The only difference is: Occasionally if you're all of lucky, good, and tenacious you'll actually get your rock to the top of some hill.
But the thing is: All there is to do then is either hang out and wait for the end (maybe enjoying the view for the first five or ten minutes); or else go find some all-new hill to storm.
The take-home seems to be that one had really better learn to enjoy rock-rolling.
Me (to colleague, recently): It's sort of starting to seem to me that at a certain point you reach this kind of inflection point of life. Before that point, you think mainly about possibilities, and all the good things that might happen to you, and all you might achieve and become. After that point, you pretty much mainly think about all the foreclosed possibilities, and all dreadful things that might befall you, and what you might lose, and how you might end up.