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“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.”
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Nov. 7, 1913 is the date of birth of French writer and Nobel Laureate, Albert Camus. Born in Algeria, Camus originally studied at (and played soccer for) the University of Algiers. However tuberculosis set back the completion of his degree (and killed his goalkeeping career), but eventually he completed his philosophy studies and relocated to Paris.
In 1957 he was awarded the Nobel Prize in literature “for his important literary production, which with clear-sighted earnestness illuminates the problems of the human conscience in our times…”
Camus was killed in a strange automobile accident in January 1960, along with his publisher, Gallimard, who drove the car…
“I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain. One always finds one’s burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He too concludes that all is well. This universe henceforth without a master seems to him neither sterile nor futile. Each atom of that stone, each mineral flake of that night-filled mountain, in itself, forms a world. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man’s heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.” ― Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays
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cinemamonamour: Albert Camus (Paris, 1944) by Henri Cartier-Bresson.
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Albert Camus
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True love.
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“A man’s work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.”
“When I look at my life and its secret colors, I feel like bursting into tears. Like that sky, It’s rain and sun both, noon and midnight. You know, I think of the lips I’ve kissed, and of the wretched child I was, and of the madness of life and the ambition that sometimes carries me away. I’m all those things at once. I’m sure there are times when you wouldn’t even recognize me. Extreme in misery, excessive in happiness—I can’t say it.”
“If someone told me to write a book on morality, it would have a hundred pages and ninety-nine of them would be blank. On the last page I would write, ‘I recognize only one duty and that is to love.’ And as far as everything else is concerned, I say no.”
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Camus laughs.
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