Maxioms by Albert Camus
Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.
Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.
You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if read more
You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.
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.
We call first truths those we discover after all the others.
We call first truths those we discover after all the others.
There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn.
There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn.