Today we are always as ready to judge as we are to fornicate. (Albert Camus, "The Fall")
My dear friend, we mustn't give them even the slightest excuse to judge us! Otherwise, we end up in pieces. (Albert Camus, "The Fall")
I used to advertise my loyalty and I don't believe there is a single person I loved that I didn't eventually betray. (Albert Camus, "The Fall")
But it's not easy, because friendship is absent-minded or at least powerless. It cannot achieve what it wants. Perhaps, after all, it doesn't want strongly enough. Perhaps we do not love life enough. (Albert Camus, "The Fall")
But too many people now climb onto the cross merely to be seen from a greater distance, even if they have to trample somewhat on the one who has been there so long. (Albert Camus, "The Fall")
I longed to be forgotten in order to be able to complain to myself. (Albert Camus, "The Fall")
We are all exceptional cases. We all want to appeal against something! Each of us insists on being innocent at all cost, even if he has to accuse the whole human race and heaven itself. (Albert Camus, "The Fall")
She was wearing a pair of my pajamas with the sleeves rolled up. When she laughed I wanted her again. A minute later she asked me if I loved her. I told her it didn't mean anything but that I didn't think so. She looked sad. (Albert Camus, "The Stranger")
They knew now that if there is one thing one can always yearn for, and sometimes attain, it is human love. (Albert Camus, "The Plague")
In any case, the one man paved the way for the deeds of the other, in a sense foreshadowed and even legitimized by them. (Albert Camus, "The Stranger")
I would rather not have upset him, but I couldn't see any reason to change my life. Looking back on it, I wasn't unhappy. When I was a student, I had lots of ambitions like that. But when I had to give up my studies I learned very quickly that none of it really mattered. (Albert Camus, "The Stranger")
I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn't. (Albert Camus, "The Stranger")