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“Create silence”
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I long for an exceptional suffering; that is why I seek it myself.
~Albert Camus
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― Albert Camus, Notebooks: 1935-1951
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“Everything is burning, my soul, body, outside, inside, heart, flesh. Do you understand? Do you really understand?”
María Casares, from a letter to Albert Camus written c. March 1952
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—Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays
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— Albert Camus, The Possessed
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Albert Camus, from a letter to Maria Casarès written in August 1948
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"If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is grass in the beginning." - Vincent Van Gogh
Painting: "Wheatfield with a Reaper" by Vincent van Gogh
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There is a life and there is a death, and there are beauty and melancholy between.
Albert Camus
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One recognizes one's course by discovering the paths that stray from it.
Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus
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What I say to you is very serious and long meditated: the link which binds me to you is from now on that of life itself. If it is cut, it is agony and madness. I underline this to you and I write to you very coldly, with the certainty of those who have experienced what they say. Do this for me, will you? Put this letter aside and if one day you are tempted to reject me, read it again. It will tell you the truth that I discovered with fear one day: that, in spite of what I thought I was and in spite of all that I am apparently fulfilled with, I am nothing without you - only a desperate and now barren selfishness. You are life and what binds me to it. I owe you a new being in me, or rather the one I really was and which had never been born.
Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, February 10, 1950 [#183]
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