From the moment absurdity is recognized, it becomes a passion, the most harrowing of all. But whether or not one can live with one's passions, whether or not one can accept their law, which is to burn the heart they simultaneously exalt - that is the whole question.

Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity.

And real nobility (that of the heart) is based on scorn, courage, and profound indifference.

A man who has become conscious of the absurd is for ever bound to it.

I would like to be able to breathe— to be able to love her by memory or fidelity. But my heart aches. I love you continuously, intensely.

All I know of morality I learned from football

When the body is sad, the heart languishes.