On certain mornings, as we turn a corner,
an exquisite dew falls on our heart
and then vanishes.
But the freshness lingers, and this, always,
is what the heart needs.
The earth must have risen in just such a light
the morning the world was born. – Albert Camus
There is the good and the bad, the great and the low, the just and the unjust. I swear to you that all that will never change. – Albert Camus
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