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Albert Camus Quotes - Page 13

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We used to wonder where war lived, what it was that made it so vile. And now we realize that we know where it lives... inside ourselves.

We used to wonder where war lived, what it was that made it so vile. And now we realize that we know where it lives... inside ourselves.

Peace, War, Realizing

Albert Camus (1963). “Notebooks”

What can a meaning outside my condition mean to me? I can understand only in human terms. What I touch, what resists me - that I understand. And these two certainties - my appetite for the absolute and for unity and the impossibility of reducing this world to a rational and reasonable principle - I also know that I cannot reconcile them. What other truth can I admit without lying, without bringing in a hope I lack and which means nothing within the limits of my conditions?

Lying, Mean, Two

"The Myth of Sisyphus". Book by Albert Camus, 1942.

What’s true of all the evils in the world is true of plague as well. It helps men to rise above themselves.

Men, Evil, World

Albert Camus (1960). “The plague: translated from the French”

I was assailed by memories of a life that wasn't mine anymore, but one in which I'd found the simplest and most lasting joys.

Memories, Joy, Stranger

"The Stranger". Book by Albert Camus, 1942.

Without freedom there is no art.

Art

To create today is to create dangerously. Any publication is an act, and that act exposes one to the passions of an age that forgives nothing.

Passion, Forgiving, Age

I lived with the only continuity, day to day, of the me-me-me.

Selfishness, Continuity, Day To Day

There exists an obvious fact that seems utterly moral: namely, that a man is always prey to his truths. Once he has admitted them, he cannot free himself from them. One has to pay something. A man who has become conscious of the absurd is forever bound to it.

Men, Forever, Atheism

Albert Camus (2012). “The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays”, p.31, Vintage

I always found misogyny vulgar and stupid, and I found almost all the women I have known to be my betters. However, placing them so high, I used them more often than I served them. How does one make sense of this?

Stupid, Men, Doe

A man wants to earn money in order to be happy, and his whole effort and the best of a life are devoted to the earning of that money. Happiness is forgotten; the means are taken for the end.

Happiness, Money, Taken

Albert Camus (2012). “The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays”, p.103, Vintage

How do you put everyone in the pool, so you have the right to dry yourself in the sun?

Dry, Sun, Pool

Albert Camus (2006). “The fall”, Penguin Modern Classics

I have never been able, really, to regret anything in all my life. I have always been far much too absorbed in the present moment or the immediate future to think back.

Life, Regret, Thinking

Albert Camus (1960). “Collected fiction”

I was tormented by my desire for a woman ... I thought so much about a woman, about women, about all the ones I had known, about all the circumstances in which I had enjoyed them, that my cell would be filled with their faces and crowded with my desires.

Cells, Desire, Would Be

Albert Camus (2012). “The Stranger”, p.77, Vintage

Nature is a burning and frigid, transparent and limited universe in which nothing is possible but everything is given.

Nature, Burning, Frigid

At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman, and these hills, the softness of the sky, the outline of these trees at this very minute lose the illusory meaning with which we had clothed them, henceforth more remote than a lost paradise . . . that denseness and that strangeness of the world is absurd.

Beauty, Art, Lying

Albert Camus (2012). “The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays”, p.14, Vintage

There is merely bad luck in not being loved; there is misfortune in not loving. All of us, today, are dying of this misfortune. For violence and hatred dry up the heart itself; the long fight for justice exhausts the love that nevertheless gave birth to it.

Heart, Fighting, Dry Up

Albert Camus (2012). “The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays”, p.201, Vintage

All I know of morality I learned from football

Soccer, Football, Analysis

Today we are always as ready to judge as we are to fornicate.

Judging, Today, Ready

Albert Camus (1964). “The fall, & Exile and the kingdom”, Random House Inc

When the imagination sleeps, words are emptied of their meaning: a deaf population absent-mindedly registers the condemnation of a man. ... there is no other solution but to speak out and show the obscenity hidden under the verbal cloak.

Sleep, Men, Speaks Out

Albert Camus (2012). “Resistance, Rebellion, and Death: Essays”, p.177, Vintage

I like people who dream or talk to themselves interminably; I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere.

Dream, People, Elsewhere

But what does it mean, the plague? It's life, that's all.

Mean, Doe, Plague

He had been bored, that's all, bored like most people. Hence he had made himself out of whole cloth a life full of complications and drama. Something must happen - and that explains most human commitments. Something must happen, even loveless slavery, even war or death. Hurray then for funerals!

War, Drama, Commitment

Albert Camus (2012). “The Fall”, p.37, Vintage

[Liberty] is a choreand a long-distance race, quite solitary, quite exhausting.

Distance, Race, Long

We are all exceptional cases. We all want to appeal against something! Each of us insists on being innocent at all cost, even if he has to accuse the whole human race and heaven itself.

Race, Heaven, Cost

Albert Camus (2012). “The Fall”, p.81, Vintage

He was conscious of the disastrous fact that love and desire must be expressed in the same way.

Desire, Way, Facts

Albert Camus (2012). “Happy Death”, p.25, Vintage

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