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
awaken face faces fact glow happiness man mere night seen torn vocation
When you have once seen the glow of happiness on the face of a belovedperson, you know that a man can have no vocation but to awaken thatlight on the faces surrounding him; and you are torn by the thought ofthe unhappiness and night you cast, by the mere fact of living, in thehearts you encounter.
dream country night
Holland is a dream, Monsieur, a dream of gold and smoke-smokier by day, more gilded by night. And night and day that dream is peopled with Lohengrins like these, dreamily riding their black bicycles with high handle-bars, funereal swans constantly drifting throughout the whole country, around the seas, along the canals.
suicide night bad-night
Thoughts of suicide have got me through many a bad night.
night men hours
There is always a certain hour of the day and of the night when a man’s courage is at its lowest ebb, and it was that hour only that he feared.
fall night artist
The more I produce, the less I am certain. On the road along which the artist walks, night falls ever more densely. Finally, he dies blind.
god night order
Knowing what [Christ] knew , knowing all about mankind--ah! who would have thought that the crime is not so much to make others die, but to die oneself--confronted day and night with his innocent crime, it became too difficult to go on. It was better to get it over with, to not defend himself, to die, in order not to be the only one to have survived, and to go elsewhere, where, perhaps, he would be supported.
brother stars night
In that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself--like a brother, really--I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again.
stars night dry
In the vast reaches of the dry, cold night, thousands of stars were constantly appearing, and their sparkling icicles, loosened at once, began to slip gradually toward the horizon.
struggle heart night
I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain. One always finds one's burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He too concludes that all is well. This universe henceforth without a master seems to him neither sterile nor futile. Each atom of that stone, each mineral flake of that night-filled mountain, in itself, forms a world. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
stars night sky
I looked up at the mass of signs and stars in the night sky and laid myself open for the first time to the benign indifference of the world.
stars sleep night
Sometimes at night I would sleep open-eyed underneath a sky dripping with stars. I was alive then.
gratitude night shadow
There is no sun without shadow, and it is essential to know the night.
future historians modern sentence single suffice
I sometimes think of what future historians will say of us. A single sentence will suffice for modern man: he fornicated and read the papers.
french-philosopher great last shall takes wait
I shall tell you a great secret, my friend. Do not wait for the last judgment, it takes place every day.