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
answer asked charm charming clear french-philosopher
You know what charm is: a way of getting the answer 'yes' without having asked any clear question.
inspirational courage philosophy
Those who lack the courage will always find a philosophy to justify it.
men justice trying
I don't want to be a genius-I have enough problems just trying to be a man.
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It is a kind of spiritual snobbery that makes people think they can be happy without money.
Those who write clearly have readers, those who write obscurely have commentators.
failure fight head share took tragedy turn
Well, the tragedy is over. The failure is complete. I turn my head and go away. I took my share in this fight for the impossible.
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I'll tell you a big secret, my friend: Don't wait for the Last Judgment. It happens every day.
finally invincible learned midst nature
In the midst of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
barely books boredom came cities cling gestures human realm remembered surface thus women words
Then came human beings, they wanted to cling but there was nothing to cling to. Thus I progressed on the surface of life, in the realm of words as it were, never in reality. All those books barely read, those friends barely loved, those cities barely visited, those women barely possessed! I went through the gestures out of boredom or absent-mindedness. Then came the human beings, they wanted to cling, but there was nothing to cling to, and that was unfortunate - for them. As for me, I forgot. I never remembered anything but myself.
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In the depths of winter I finally learned there was in me an invincible summer
depth finally invincible lay learned winter within
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there within me lay an invincible summer.
against consists despairing grandeur hoping implacable life perhaps sin
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
against consists grandeur hoping implacable life sin
If there is sin against life, it consists in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.
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If there is sin against life, it consists... in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.