Stupidity has a knack of getting its way — as we should see if we were not always so much wrapped up in ourselves.
Stupidity has a knack of getting its way — as we should see if we were not always so much wrapped up in ourselves.
Stupidity has a knack of getting its way — as we should see if we were not always so much wrapped up in ourselves.
Stupidity has a knack of getting its way — as we should see if we were not always so much wrapped up in ourselves.
Stupidity has a knack of getting its way — as we should see if we were not always so much wrapped up in ourselves.
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Stupidity has a knack of getting its way

— as we should see if we were not always so much wrapped up in ourselves.
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You were satisfied to serve the power of your nation and we dreamed of giving ours her truth. It was enough for you to s — Albert Camus, Resistance, Rebellion and Death: Essays
In raining bullets on those silent faces, already turned away from this world, you think you are disfiguring the face of — Albert Camus, Resistance, Rebellion and Death: Essays
The hopeless hope is what sustains us in difficult moments — our comrades will be more patient than the executioners and more numerous than the bullets.
…Having been, not only mutilated in our country, wounded in our very flesh, but also divested of our most beautiful imag — Albert Camus, Resistance, Rebellion and Death: Essays
This land on which so many centuries have left their mark is merely an obligatory retreat for you, whereas it has always — Albert Camus, Resistance, Rebellion and Death: Essays
For all those landscapes, those flowers and those plowed fields, the oldest of lands, show you every spring that there a — Albert Camus, Resistance, Rebellion and Death: Essays
You never believed in the meaning of this world, and you therefore deduced the idea that everything was equivalent and t — Albert Camus, Resistance, Rebellion and Death: Essays
And for five years it was no longer possible to enjoy the call of birds in the cool of the evening. We were forced to de — Albert Camus, Resistance, Rebellion and Death: Essays
And despite the clamors and the violence, we tried to preserve in our hearts the memory of a happy sea, of a remembered — Albert Camus, Resistance, Rebellion and Death: Essays
How unbearable, for women, is the tenderness which a man can give them without love. For men, how bittersweet this is. — Albert Camus, Notebooks 1935-1942
My soul’s a burden to me, I’ve had enough of it. I’m eager to be in that country, where the sun kills every question. I — Albert Camus
[A writer] cannot serve today those who make history — he must serve those who are subject to it.