A man is more a man through the things he keeps to himself than through those he says.
It is necessary to fall in love... if only to provide an alibi for all the random despair you are going to feel anyway.
Camus himself described this work as 'an attempt to understand the time I live in'.
It is not true that the heart wears out - but the body creates this illusion.
What made me run away was doubtless not so much the fear of settling down, but of settling down permanently in something ugly.
I continue to believe that this world has no ultimate meaning. But I know that something in it has a meaning and that is man, because he is the only creature to insist on having one