One must imagine Sisyphus exhausted. One must imagine Sisyphus was up late putting his kid to bed and now the boulder thing again? Didn’t we just heave this boulder all the way uphill? I could have ...

I have always said — and believed — that I am no gardener. I am not moved to take action by legions of snails in the hostas. Our surrounds are a chaos of dandelions, wild thyme, violets and moss.

Albert Camus, a French-Algerian philosopher, argued in The Myth of Sisyphus that the search for happiness can obstruct true ...