When love ceases to be tragic it is something else and the individual again throws himself in search of tragedy.
Albert CamusAt a certain level of suffering or injustice no one can do anything for anyone. Pain is solitary.
Albert CamusI was comfortable in all, I admit, but at the same time, nothing satisfied me. Each joy made me seek another.
Albert CamusThere is a metaphysical honour in ending the world's absurdity. Conquest or play-acting, multiple loves, absurd revolt are tributes that man pays to his dignity in a campaign in which he is defeated in advance.... War cannot be negated. One must live it or die of it. So it is with the absurd: it is a question of breathing with it, of recognizing its lessons and recovering their flesh. In this regard the absurd joy par excellence is creation. "Art and nothing but art", said Nietzsche, "we have art in order not to die of the truth."
Albert Camus