Maxioms by Albert Camus
He who despairs of the human condition is a coward, but he who has hope for it is a fool.
He who despairs of the human condition is a coward, but he who has hope for it is a fool.
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.
But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads.
But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads.
A novel is never anything, but a philosophy put into images.
A novel is never anything, but a philosophy put into images.
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should read more
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.
