My favorite version is similar. Each day he tries to push the boulder a little higher, and as the boulder starts to slide back, he mentally notes his improvement before racing the boulder down to the bottom with a smile on his face.
Because he gets a little stronger and a little more skilled every day, and he knows that one day he’ll succeed.
In the M. Night version: his improvements are an asymptote—and Sisyphus didn’t pay enough attention in calculus class to realize that the limit is just below the peak.
My favorite version is similar. Each day he tries to push the boulder a little higher, and as the boulder starts to slide back, he mentally notes his improvement before racing the boulder down to the bottom with a smile on his face.
Because he gets a little stronger and a little more skilled every day, and he knows that one day he’ll succeed.
In the M. Night version: his improvements are an asymptote—and Sisyphus didn’t pay enough attention in calculus class to realize that the limit is just below the peak.
Or maybe the limit is the peak. He still won’t reach it.