Sublime

Camus disagreed on two counts: he did not think that history led to a single inevitable destination, and he did not think there was such a thing as perfection. As long as we have human societies, we will have rebellions. Each time a revolution overturns the ills of a society, a new status quo is created, which then develops its own excesses and inj

Il y a ceux qui sont faits pour aimer et ceux qui sont faits pour vivre.

the sounds of mild activity characteristic of the hour; a drone rather than a bustling, the noises of a happy town, in short, if it’s possible to be at once so dull and happy.

This divorce between man and his life, the actor and his setting, is properly the feeling of absurdity.

I ask what is involved in the condition I recognize as mine; I know it implies obscurity and ignorance; and I am assured that this ignorance explains everything and that this darkness is my light.

The mind’s deepest desire, even in its most elaborate operations, parallels man’s unconscious feeling in the face of his universe: it is an insistence upon familiarity, an appetite for clarity.

The absurd does not liberate; it binds. —ALBERT CAMUS

« Saurai-je un jour, se disait-il, pourquoi je suis venu sur terre ? » et « ne suis-je qu’un homme de plus, un figurant de l’espèce humaine ? ». Ces questions n’auraient jamais de réponses, elles ne pouvaient en avoir. Il l’ignorait encore. Jeune, l’on croit que les adultes savent ce qu’ils font, que la vie est sérieuse : ils paraissent tous si occ