There's the risk of being loved...and that would keep me from being happy.

It is better to burn than to disappear.

We [Raymond and Meursault] stared at each other without blinking, and everything came to a stop there between the sea, the sand, and the sun, and the double silence of the flute and the water. It was then that I realized that you could either shoot or not shoot.

Nature is a burning and frigid, transparent and limited universe in which nothing is possible but everything is given.

Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is.

I know that man is capable of great deeds. But if he isn't capable of great emotion, well, he leaves me cold.

From the evening breeze to this hand on my shoulder, everything has its truth.