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Albert Camus Quotes - Page 21

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A work of art is a confession.

A work of art is a confession.

Art, Confession, Art Is

Albert Camus (1963). “Notebooks”

The true work of art is always on the human scale. It is essentially the one that says, 'less.

Art, Simplicity, Scales

Albert Camus (2012). “The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays”, p.98, Vintage

Against eternal injustice, man must assert justice, and to protest against the universe of grief, he must create happiness.

Grief, Men, Justice

Being is good, but getting rich is better.... If the gods had only the riches of men's adoration, they would be as poor as poor Caligula.

Money, Men, Would Be

Life continues, and some mornings, weary of the noise, discouraged by the prospect of the interminable work to keep after, sickened also by the madness of the world that leaps at you from the newspaper, finally convinced that I will not be equal to it and that I will disappoint everyone - all I want to do is sit down and wait for evening. This is what I feel like, and sometimes I yield to it.

Morning, Yield, Waiting

"Lyrical and Critical Essays (Letter to P.B.)". Book by Albert Camus, 1967.

I was born poor and without religion, under a happy sky, feeling harmony, not hostility, in nature. I began not by feeling torn, but in plenitude.

Sky, Feelings, Harmony

We spend our days in deliberating, and we end them without coming to any resolve.

Thinking, Ends, Resolve

Instead of killing and dying in order to produce the being that we are not, we have to live and let live in order to create what we are.

Order, Dying, Killing

ALBERT CAMUS (1971). “NOBEL PRIZE LIBRARY”

Men are convinced of your arguments, your sincerity, and the seriousness of your efforts only by your death.

Death, Men, Effort

Camus himself described this work as 'an attempt to understand the time I live in'.

Existentialism

"Caligula and Cross purpose".

But what are a hundred million deaths? When one has served in a war, one hardly knows what a dead man is, after a while. And since a dead man has no substance unless one has actually seen him dead, a hundred million corpses broadcast through history are no more than a puff of smoke in the imagination.

War, Men, Imagination

Albert Camus (1962). “The Plague”

Although it was the middle of winter, I finally realized that, within me, summer was inextinguishable.

Summer, Winter, Middle

The temptation shared by all forms of intelligence: cynicism.

Temptation, Intelligence, Cynicism

Albert Camus (1963). “Carnets: 1935-1942”

After another moment's silence she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that one day I might disgust her for the very same reason.

Love, Silence, One Day

There is nothing abstract about pain. It is specific, it is real, and, when it is intense, it is world destroying.

Pain, Real, World

There are always reasons for murdering a man. But there is no justification for his existence.

Men, Reason, Existence

There are plagues, and there are victims, and it's the duty of good men not to join forces with the plagues.

Men, Good Man, Goodness

Without culture, and the relative freedom it implies, society, even when perfect, is but a jungle. This is why any authentic creation is a gift to the future.

Future, Perfect, Art And Culture

Albert Camus (2012). “The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays”, p.212, Vintage

He was expressing his certainty that my appeal would be granted, but I was carrying the burden of a sin from which I had to free myself. According to him, human justice was nothing and divine justice was everything. I pointed out it was the former that had condemned me.

Divine Justice, Would Be, Sin

Albert Camus (2012). “The Stranger”, p.118, Vintage

It happens that the stage sets collapse. Rising, streetcar, four hours in the office or the factory, meal, streetcar, four hours of work, meal, sleep, and Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday and Saturday according to the same rhythm – this path is easily followed most of the time. But one day the “why” arises and everything begins in that weariness tinged with amazement.

Friday, Monday, Sleep

Albert Camus (1955). “The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays”

As soon as one does not kill oneself, one must keep silent about life.

Death, Suicide, Silence

Albert Camus (1963). “Carnets: 1935-1942”

For a man who loves power, competition from the gods is annoying. I have done away with that. I have proven to these illusory godsthat a man, if he has the will, can practice, without any apprenticeship, their ridiculous trade.

Power, Men, Practice

Knowing what [Christ] knew , knowing all about mankind--ah! who would have thought that the crime is not so much to make others die, but to die oneself--confronted day and night with his innocent crime, it became too difficult to go on. It was better to get it over with, to not defend himself, to die, in order not to be the only one to have survived, and to go elsewhere, where, perhaps, he would be supported.

God, Night, Order

For years I've wanted to live according to everyone else's morals. I've forced myself to live like everyone else, to look like everyone else. I said what was necessary to join together, even when I felt separate. And after all of this, catastrophe came. Now I wander amid the debris, I am lawless, torn to pieces, alone and accepting to be so, resigned to my singularity and to my infirmities. And I must rebuild a truth-after having lived all my life in a sort of lie.

Inspirational, Lying, Years

Albert Camus (2008). “Notebooks, 1951-1959”, Ivan R Dee

If Nietzsche is correct, that to shame a man is to kill him, then any honest attempt at autobiography will be an act of self-destruction.

Men, Self, Honest

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