Albert Camus

Albert Camus

French author, philosopher
7 November 1913 — 4 January 1960

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Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

Real generosity towards the future lies in giving all to the present.

When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune.

A novel is never anything but a philosophy put into images.

In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion.

Man is always a prey to his truths. Once he has admitted them, he cannot free himself from them.

The laws of nature may be operative up to a certain limit, beyond which they turn against themselves to give birth to the absurd.

At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman.

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.

In order to be, never try to seem.

God is not needed to create guilt or to punish. Our fellow men suffice, aided by ourselves.

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On a wide view, I could see that it makes little difference whether one dies at the age of thirty or threescore and ten - since, in either case, other men and women will continue living, the world will go on as before.

Man is the only animal who refuses to be what he is.

In order to exist just once in the world, it is necessary never again to exist.

True love is exceptional - two or three times a century, more or less. The rest of the time there is vanity or boredom.

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