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Although it was the middle of winter, I finally realized that, within me, summer was inextinguishable.
The absurd depends as much on man as on the world. For the moment, it is all that links them together.
On my way out I was even going to shake his hand, but I remembered just in time that I'd killed a man.
Je puis nier une chose sans me croire obligé de la salir ou de retirer aux autres le droit d'y croire.
This divorce between man and his life, the actor and his setting, is properly the feeling of absurdity.
You cannot acquire experience by making experiments. You cannot create experience. You must undergo it.
Likewise, every time somebody interjects to speak of my honesty there is someone who quivers inside me.
Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.
I have never been able to renounce the light, the pleasure of being, and the freedom in which I grew up.
What would become of the world if the condemned started to confide their heartaches to the executioners?
In Oran, as elsewhere, for want of time and thought, people have to love one another without knowing it.
To think is first of all to create a world (or to limit one's own world, which comes to the same thing).
The role of the intellectual cannot be to excuse the violence of one side and condemn that of the other.
I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn't.
Ah, mon cher, for anyone who is alone, without God and without a master, the weight of days is dreadful.
For who would dare to assert that eternal happiness can compensate for a single moment's human suffering
Thus each of us had to be content to live only for the day, alone under the vast indifference of the sky.
What did it matter if he existed for two or for twenty years? Happiness was the fact that he had existed.
The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
No one who lives in the sunlight of gratitude that things aren't worse makes a failure of his or her life.
They knew now that if there is one thing one can always yearn for, and sometimes attain, it is human love.
Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object.
My dear friend, we mustn't give them even the slightest excuse to judge us! Otherwise, we end up in pieces.
... I suppose that it is not so easy to go home and it takes a bit of time to make a son out of a stranger.
Believe me, for certain men at least, not taking what one doesn't desire is the hardest thing in the world.
I love life - that’s my real weakness. I love it so much that I am incapable of imagining what is not life.
What’s true of all the evils in the world is true of plague as well. It helps men to rise above themselves.
Beauty, no doubt, does not make revolutions. But a day will come when revolutions will have need of beauty.
Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy.
There are plagues, and there are victims, and it's the duty of good men not to join forces with the plagues.
Men are convinced of your arguments, your sincerity, and the seriousness of your efforts only by your death.
Martyrs, my friend, have to choose between being forgotten, mocked or used. As for being understood - never.
I felt as though I was partly unlearning what i had never learned and yet knew so well: I mean, how to live.
And never have I felt so deeply at one and the same time so detached from myself and so present in the world.
I know that man is capable of great deeds. But if he isn't capable of great emotion, well, he leaves me cold.
I was comfortable in all, I admit, but at the same time, nothing satisfied me. Each joy made me seek another.
In art, rebellion is consummated and perpetuated in the act of real creation, not in criticism or commentary.
how hard it must be to live only with what one knows and what one remembers, cut off from what one hopes for!
The Four Conditions of Happiness: Life in the open air, Love for another being,Freedom from ambition,Creation
Humans are creatures, who spent their lifes trying to convince themselves, that their existence is not absurd
As a remedy to life in society I would suggest the big city. Nowadays, it is the only desert within our means.
These are facts the heart can feel; yet they call for careful study before they become clear to the intellect.
Ce que je sais de la morale, c'est au football que je le dois. (I know of morality, it is football that I owe.)
There always comes a time when one must choose between contemplation and action. This is called becoming a man.
A lot of jobs don't allow you to be who you are. There is dignity in work only when it is work freely accepted.
There will be no lasting peace either in the heart of individuals or in social customs until death is outlawed.
When love ceases to be tragic it is something else and the individual again throws himself in search of tragedy.
So the thing that bothered me most was that the condemned man had to hope the machine would work the first time.
I explained to him, however, that my nature was such that my physical needs often got in the way of my feelings.
stupidity has a knack of getting its way; as we should see if we were not always so much wrapped up in ourselves