More from Albert Camus
- Ah, mon cher, for anyone who is alone, without God and without a master, the weight of days is dreadful.
- A man without ethics is a wild beast loosed upon this world.
- A sub-clerk in the post office is the equal of a conqueror if consciousness is common to them.
- But perhaps the great work of art has less importance in itself than in the ordeal it demands of a man and the opportunity it provides him of overcoming his phantoms and approaching a little closer to his naked reality.
- For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.
- Freedom is too heavy to bear, especially when you’re down with a fever, or are distressed, or love nobody.
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