Albert Camus

A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three read more

A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.

I draw from the Absurd three consequences: my revolt, my liberty, my passion.

I draw from the Absurd three consequences: my revolt, my liberty, my passion.

Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow.
Don't walk behind me, I may not lead.
Just walk read more

Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow.
Don't walk behind me, I may not lead.
Just walk beside me and be my friend.

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.

Oh she's nice, she's kind, innocent too. She's probably pretty, the right one for you. So just forget me: I'm read more

Oh she's nice, she's kind, innocent too. She's probably pretty, the right one for you. So just forget me: I'm only a friend. Though I'll be with you, until the end.