
Diary entry for June 27, 1988, p. 177.
Writing Home (1994)
Variant: He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it.
Source: The Great Gatsby
Diary entry for June 27, 1988, p. 177.
Writing Home (1994)
The Myth of Sisyphus (1942), The Myth of Sisyphus
Context: You have already grasped that Sisyphus is the absurd hero. He is, as much through his passions as through his torture. His scorn of the gods, his hatred of death, and his passion for life won him that unspeakable penalty in which the whole being is exerted toward accomplishing nothing. This is the price that must be paid for the passions of this earth. Nothing is told us about Sisyphus in the underworld. Myths are made for the imagination to breathe life into them.
" Chiapas: The Southeast in Two Winds http://struggle.ws/mexico/ezln/marcos_se_2_wind.html" (August 1992)
Source: The Girls' Guide to Hunting and Fishing
Attributed
Aham Da Asmi. I Am He. Everything has already died. This is the other world.
Page 423, 2004 Standard Edition.
The Knee of Listening