For the first time in a long time I thought about Maman. I felt as if I understood why at the end of her life she had taken a 'fiancรฉ,' why she had played at beginning again. Even there, in that home where lives were fading out, evening was a kind of wistful respite. So close to death, Maman must have felt free then and ready to live it all again. Nobody, nobody had the right to cry over her. And I felt ready to live it all again too.
Albert CamusEvery great work makes the human face more admirable and richer, and this is its whole secret.
Albert CamusWhat on earth prompted you to take a hand in this?" "I don't know. Myโฆ my code of morals, perhaps." "Your code of morals. What code, if I may ask?" "Comprehension.
Albert Camus