Eric Kater:  

up a slope a hundred times over; one sees the face screwed up, the cheek tight against the stone, the shoulder bracing the clay-covered mass, the foot wedging it, the fresh start with arms outstretched, the wholly human security of two earth-clotted hands. At the very end of his long effort, measured by skyless space and time without depth, the purpose is achieved. Then Sisyphus watches the stone rush down in a few moments toward that lower world whence he will have to push it up again towards the summit. He goes back down to the plain. It is during that return, that pause, that Sisyphus interests me. I see that man going back down with a heavy yet measured step toward the torment of which he will not know the end. That hour like a breathing space which returns as surely as his suffering, that is the hour of consciousness. At each of those moments when he leaves the heights and gradually sinks towards the lairs of the gods, he is superior to his fate. He is stronger than his rock...I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain... One always finds one's burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He concludes that all is well. The struggle itself is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy." - excerpt from "The Myth of Sisyphus" by Albert Camus".