It is a well-known fact that we always recognize our homeland at the moment we are about to lose it. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman, and these hills, the softness of the sky, the outline of these trees… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
To lose the touch of flowers and women's hands is the supreme separation. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
“The whole town rushed outside to celebrate this crowded minute when the time of suffering had ended and the time of forgetting had not… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
Being is good, but getting rich is better.... If the gods had only the riches of men's adoration, they would be as poor as… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
The more I produce, the less I am certain. On the road along which the artist walks, night falls ever more densely. Finally, he… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
“Having been, not only mutilated in our country, wounded in our very flesh, but also divested of our most beautiful images, for you gave… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
I've seen of enough of people who die for an idea. I don't believe in heroism; I know it's easy and I've learned it… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
The best are led to make greater demands upon themselves. As for those who succumb, they did not deserve to survive. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
“Then he asked me if I wasn’t interested in a change of life. I said that people never change their lives, that in any… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
Life is meaningless, but worth living, provided you recognize it's meaningless. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
Thinking of the future, establishing aims for oneself, having preferences-all this presupposes a belief in freedom, even if one occasionally ascertains that one doesn't… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
I explained to him, however, that my nature was such that my physical needs often got in the way of my feelings. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
