Everyone Would Like To Behave

Without Culture, And The Relative Freedom It Implies, Society, Even When Perfect, Is But A Jungle. This Is Why Any Authentic Creation Is A Gift To The Future.

Happiness And The Absurd Are Two Sons Of The Same Earth. They Are Inseparable.

Camus Himself Described This Work As 'an Attempt To Understand The Time I Live In'.

Thus Each Of Us Had To Be Content To Live Only For The Day, Alone Under The Vast Indifference Of The Sky.

Yes, There Was An Element Of Abstraction And Unreality In Misfortune. But When An Abstraction Starts To Kill You, You Have To Get To Work On It.