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
god prayer hate
... here, where the gaze is stopped everywhere, the whole earth is designed so that the face turns upward and the gaze implores. Oh! I hate this world where we are reduced to God.
dog powerful men
The sense of doing good , the satisfaction of being right, the joy of looking favorably upon oneself, dear sir, are powerful levers for keeping us upright and making us progress. On the other hand, if men are deprived of that feeling, they are changed into rabid dogs.
fear arrows greed
It is easy to shield the outer body from poisoned arrows, but it is impossible to shield the mind from the poisoned darts that originate within itself. Greed, anger, foolishness and the infatuations of egoism - these four poisoned darts originate within the mind and infect it with deadly poison.
relationship helping humans
Human relationships always help us to carry on because they always presuppose a future...
artist revolution birth
The French Revolution gave birth to no artists but only to a great journalist, Desmoulins, and to an under-the-counter writer, Sade. The only poet of the times was the guillotine.
men simplicity arrogance
In truth, I was so good at being a man, with such plenitude and simplicity, that I thought I was something of a superman.
nihilism desire despair
Nihilism is not only despair and negation, but above all the desire to despair and to negate.
joy made discontent
I was comfortable in all, I admit, but at the same time, nothing satisfied me. Each joy made me seek another.
useless pity grows
One grows out of pity when it's useless.
trust home heart
I knew a pure heart who refused tot be mistrustful.... He had written at his doorstep: "From wherever you are, enter and be welcome". Who do you think responded to this lovely invitation? The militia, who made themselves at home and gutted him.
selfishness continuity day-to-day
I lived with the only continuity, day to day, of the me-me-me.
islands isolation despotism
Generally, I like all islands. There, it is easier to rule.
interesting trials docks
Even when one sits in the prisoner's dock, it is interesting to hear talk about oneself.
distance race long
[Liberty] is a choreand a long-distance race, quite solitary, quite exhausting.