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
giving joy defeat
Basically, at the very bottom of life, which seduces us all, there is only absurdity, and more absurdity. And maybe that's what gives us our joy for living, because the only thing that can defeat absurdity is lucidity.
love-is vanity two
Of course, true love is exceptional - two or three times a century, more or less. The rest of the time there is vanity or boredom.
men rebel conformity
What is a rebel? A man who says no.
life truth passion
A taste for truth at any cost is a passion which spares nothing.
falling-in-love despair existentialism
It is necessary to fall in love... if only to provide an alibi for all the random despair you are going to feel anyway.
inspirational happiness happy
But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?
inspirational believe anime
Always go too far, because that's where you'll find the truth
history finals analysis
History only exists, in the final analysis, for God.
order trying seems
But above all, in order to be, never try to seem.
art would-be needs
If we understood the enigmas of life there would be no need for art.
war men imagination
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.
life hate war
The evil that is in the world almost always comes of ignorance, and good intentions may do as much harm as malevolence if they lack understanding.
poverty firsts family-first
Poverty, first of all was never a misfortune for me; it was radiant with sunlight.. I owe it to my family, first of all, who lacked everything and who envied practically nothing.
life happiness summer
When you have once seen the glow of happiness on the face of a beloved person, you know that a man can have no vocation but to awaken that light on the faces surrounding him. In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.