Martyrs, my friend, have to choose between being forgotten, mocked or used. As for being understood — never. – Albert Camus
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As usual I finish the day before the sea, sumptuous this evening beneath the moon, which writes Arab symbols with phosphorescent streaks on the slow swells. There is no end to the sky and the waters. How well they accompany sadness! – Albert Camus
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