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acknowledgetheabsurd · 6 months
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Albert Camus and his daughter Catherine.
Credit: blannaudlevy
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amicus-noctis · 6 months
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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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joytri · 5 months
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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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vieryplus · 4 months
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The real Gradivus lance✨
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rowrowronnie · 1 year
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this was meant as an extra Add On to my last post but i forgot 2 draw it, so i did it today ‼️
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flowersforfrancis · 7 months
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noctipherr · 3 months
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Had to draw some reqs for PGRtwt! I’m more active there, I’m afraid. 😞
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maomango-doodle · 11 months
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Dumping all my old Strike Hawk art here
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These 3 pages are titled "Lost and Found". It's not rly related to any particular event in the story (it's just the aftermath of a mission here) But i'd probably situate it after chapter 8 with the whole Camu ordeal. I wanted to show how Kamui has found people that accept him and care for him while Camu is left behind, living through Kamui
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szm17 · 4 months
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"You know what charm is: a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question."
— Albert Camus, The Fall
Decided to repost this moodboard since I really wanted my plant illustration to be a part of it!
All photos are mine feel free to reblog <3
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depraved-raven · 1 month
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“i love you without regrets and without reservations, with a great clear impulse that fills me up completely. i love you as i feel myself living, at times, on the summits of the world, and i wait for you with an obstinacy as long as ten lives, a tenderness that will not be exhausted, the great and luminous desire that i have for you, the terrible thirst that i have for your heart. i embrace you, i hold you against me.”
— albert camus to maria casarès, correspondance, [july 1], 1949 [#66]
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lillyli-74 · 4 months
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I’m filled with a desire for clarity and meaning within a world and condition that offers neither.
~Albert Camus
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corpsebibliophile · 11 months
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"I had only a little time left and I didn't want to waste it on God."
-Albert Camus
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bearingwitness · 1 year
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Notebooks 1951-1959 by Albert Camus // The Knight of the Flowers (detail) by Georges Rochegrosse // The Way to Keep Going in Antarctica by Bernadette Mayer // Little Weirds by Jenny Slate // Nausea by Jean-Paul Sartre // The Fairy Glen by Steve Gill // The Carrying by Ada Limón // All the Gay Saints by Kayleb Rae Candrilli // Mirrors X by Nikki Giovanni // The Poet by Reynier Llanes // The Wanderings of Oisin by W.B Yeats // Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke // Letter to Gustave Flaubert X by George Sand // When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities by Chen Chen // Waterlilies by Claude Monet
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ameliecausse · 9 months
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amicus-noctis · 6 months
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“At her very first kiss I could feel something melt in me and hurt in some wonderful way. All the longing I had ever known, all the dreams, all the sweet dread, all the mystery that had been sleeping in me, was roused. Everything was transformed, enchanted.” - Hermann Hesse, Narcissus and Goldman
Drawing by nephrosoupp
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