The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.

The struggle to the top alone will make a human heart swell.

In order to exist, man must rebel, but rebellion must respect the limits that it discovers in itself - limits where minds meet, and in meeting, begin to exist.

You don't have to imagine what they would have to say,

There is scarcely any passion without struggle.

But the heart has its own memory and I have forgotten nothing.