Albert Camus
In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. ― Albert Camus
Category: Absurdism
Albert Camus
And the world has become merely an unknown landscape where my heart can lean on nothing. — Albert Camus, Notebooks 1935-1942 (Paragon House Publishers, 1991)
Albert Camus
I can feel this heart inside me and I conclude it exists. I can touch this world and I also conclude that it exists. All my knowledge ends at this point. The rest is hypothesis. — Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus. Published 1942 (Éditions Gallimard, in French), 1955 (Hamish Hamilton, in English)
Albert Camus
Believe me there is no such thing as great suffering, great regret, great memory….everything is forgotten, even a great love. That’s what’s sad about life, and also what’s wonderful about it. There is only a way of looking at things, a way that comes to you every once in a while. That’s why it’s good… Continue reading Albert Camus
Sadie Goldstein
Dear diary, I’m afraid I’m gravely ill. It is perhaps times like these that one reflects on things past. An article of clothing from when I was young. A green jacket. I walk with my father. A game we once played. Pretend we’re faeries. I’m a girl faerie. My name is Laura Lee. And you’re… Continue reading Sadie Goldstein
Charlie Kaufman
Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won’t know for twenty years. And you’ll never ever trace it to its source. And… Continue reading Charlie Kaufman
Tomaž Šalamun
Out of long nailsI weld limbs for my new body.Out of old rags, my entrails.A coat of carrionwill be my coat of solitude.I pluck my eye from the depths of the marsh.Out of the devoured plates of disgustI will build my hut. My world will be a world of sharp edges.Cruel and eternal. — Tomaž… Continue reading Tomaž Šalamun
Albert Camus
When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune. — Albert Camus
Albert Camus
It is necessary to fall in love – the better to provide an alibi for all the despair we are going to feel anyway. — Albert Camus
Albert Camus
You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life. —Albert Camus
The Vale of Soul-Making 