Albert Camus
Albert Camus
Albert Camus; 7 November 1913 – 4 January 1960) was a French philosopher, author, and journalist. His views contributed to the rise of the philosophy known as absurdism. He wrote in his essay The Rebel that his whole life was devoted to opposing the philosophy of nihilism while still delving deeply into individual freedom. He won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1957...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth7 November 1913
CountryFrance
world tasks crime
We all carry within us places of exile, our crimes, our ravages. Our task is not to unleash them on the world; it is to transform them in ourselves and others.
rain struggle reality
In order to speak about all and to all, one has to speak of what all know and of the reality common to us all. The sea, rains, necessity, desire, the struggle against death... these are things that unite us all.
simple people
Yes, everything is simple. It's people who complicate things.
memories joy stranger
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.
life may interest
I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn't.
new-beginnings bad-ass greatness
All great deeds and all great thoughts have a ridiculous beginning.
compassion ideas sick
I have no idea what's awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing.
life truth atheism
Seeking what is true is not seeking what is desirable.
fighting thinking mad
We are not so mad as to think that we shall create a world in which murder will not occur. We are fighting for a world in which murder will no longer be legal.
struggle imagine flakes
One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
solitude religion weight
Ah, mon cher, for anyone who is alone, without God and without a master, the weight of days is dreadful.
motivational change men
Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is.
heart faces wonder
Always there comes an hour when one is weary of one's work and devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart.
inspirational life motivational
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.