Quotes Wall: Albert Camus


 

I knew a man who gave twenty years of his life to a scatterbrained woman, sacrificing everything to her, his friendships, his work, the very respectability of his life and who one evening recognized that he had never loved her. He had been bored, thats all, bored like most people. Hence he had made himself out of whole cloth a life full of complications and drama. Something must happen and that explains most human commitments. Something must happen even loveless slavery, even war or death. 

 

The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.

 

We don’t have the time to completely be ourselves. We only have the room to be happy.

 

Real generosity towards the future lies in giving all to the present.

 

The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself.

 

People hasten to judge in order not to be judged themselves.

 

Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.

 

At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman.

 

Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth.

 

– quotes by Albert Camus

 


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Quotes Wall: The Angel’s Game by Zafòn


 

Poetry is written with tears, fiction with blood, and history with invisible ink.

 

Human beings believe just as they breathe – in order to survive.

 

I stepped into the bookshop and breathed in that perfume of paper and magic that strangely no one had ever thought of bottling. 

 

Literature, at least good literature, is science tempered with the blood of art. Like architecture or music.

 

Justice is a rare illness in a world that is otherwise a picture of health.

 

Do you know the best thing about broken hearts?
They can only
really break once the rest is just scratches.

 

The only way you can truly get to know an author is through the
trail of ink he leaves behind him. The person you think you see is
only an empty character: truth is always hidden in fiction.

 

It seems that in the advanced stages of stupidity, a lack of ideas is compensated for by an excess of ideologies.

 

– quotes from “The Angel’s Game” by Carlos Ruiz Zafòn