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.

Albert Camus

Albert Camus

Profession: Philosopher
Nationality: French

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Perhaps it was more painful to think of a guilty man than of a dead man.

Even the small satisfaction of writing letters was denied us. It came to this: not only had the town ceased to be in touch with the rest of the world by normal means of communication, but also—according to a second notification—all correspondence was forbidden, to obviate the risk of letters' carrying infection outside the town.

No cause justifies the deaths of innocent people.

It is almost impossible to watch a clockwise direction - it gets extremely boring and causes despair.

In the midst of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.

There is so much stubborn hope in the human heart. The most destitute men often end up by accepting illusion. That approval prompted by the need for peace inwardly parallels the existential consent.

You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.

A life, whose purpose is money, is death.

The society based on production is only productive, not creative.

He wanted to diminish the surface he offered the world, to sleep until everything was consumed.

Our fellow-citizens, as they now realized, had never thought that our little town might be a place particularly chosen as one where rats die in the sun and concierges perish from peculiar illnesses.

An achievement is a bondage. It obliges one to a higher achievement.

I do not believe in God and I am not an atheist.

Remembrance of things past is just for the rich. For the poor it only marks the faint traces on the path to death.