Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object. – Albert Camus
I sometimes think of what future historians will say of us. A single sentence will suffice for modern man: He fornicated and read the papers. – Albert Camus
A mans work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened. – Albert Camus
Our civilization survives in the complacency of cowardly or malignant minds — a sacrifice to the vanity of aging adolescents. In 1953, excess is always a comfort, and sometimes a career. – Albert Camus