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  • #1
    Albert Camus
    “You know what charm is: a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #2
    Albert Camus
    “Today we are always as ready to judge as we are to fornicate.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #3
    Albert Camus
    “It is necessary to fall in love – the better to provide an alibi for all the despair we are going to feel anyway.”
    Albert Camus

  • #4
    Albert Camus
    “Of course, true love is exceptional - two or three times a century, more or less. The rest of the time there is vanity or boredom.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #5
    Albert Camus
    “Empires and churches are born under the sun of death.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #6
    Albert Camus
    “I like people who dream or talk to themselves interminably; I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #7
    Albert Camus
    “I felt as though I was partly unlearning what i had never learned and yet knew so well: I mean, how to live.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #8
    Albert Camus
    “Not a breath, not a sound—except at intervals the muffled crackling of stones that the cold was reducing to sand—disturbed the solitude and silence surrounding Janine. After a moment, however, it seemed to her that the sky above her was moving in a sort of slow gyration. In the vast reaches of the dry, cold night, thousands of stars were constantly appearing, and their sparkling icicles, loosened at once, began to slip gradually towards the horizon. Janine could not tear herself away from contemplating those drifting flares. She was turning with them, and the apparently stationary progress little by little identified her with the core of her being, where cold and desire were now vying with each other. Before her the stars were falling one by one and being snuffed out among the stones of the desert, and each time Janine opened a little more to the night. Breathing deeply, she forgot the cold, the dead weight of others, the craziness or stuffiness of life, the long anguish of living and dying. After so many years of mad, aimless fleeing from fear, she had come to a stop at last. At the same time, she seemed to recover her roots and the sap again rose in her body, which had ceased trembling. Her whole belly pressed against the parapet as she strained towards the moving sky; she was merely waiting for her fluttering heart to calm down and establish silence within her. The last stars of the constellations dropped their clusters a little lower on the desert horizon and became still. Then, with unbearable gentleness, the water of night began to fill Janine, drowned the cold, rose gradually from the hidden core of her being and overflowed in wave after wave, rising up even to her mouth full of moans. The next moment, the whole sky stretched out over her, fallen on her back on the cold earth.”
    Albert Camus, Exile and the Kingdom

  • #9
    Albert Camus
    “I have to admit it humbly, mon cher compatriote, I was always bursting with vanity. I, I, I is the refrain of my whole life, which could be heard in everything I said. I could never talk without boasting, especially if I did so with that shattering discretion that was my specialty. It is quite true that I always lived free and powerful. I simply felt released in the regard to all the for the excellent reason that I recognized no equals. I always considered myself more intelligent than everyone else, as I’ve told you, but also more sensitive and more skillful, a crack shot, an incomparable driver, a better lover. Even in the fields in which it was easy for me to verify my inferiority–like tennis, for instance, in which I was but a passable partner–it was hard for me not to think that, with a little time and practice, I would surpass the best players. I admitted only superiorities in me and this explained my good will and serenity. When I was concerned with others, I was so out of pure condescension, in utter freedom, and all the credit went to me: my self-esteem would go up a degree.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #10
    Albert Camus
    “There was a time when I didn’t at any minute have the slightest idea how I could reach the next one. Yes, one can wage war in this world, ape love, torture one’s fellow man, or merely say evil of one’s neighbour while knitting. But, in certain cases, carrying on, merely continuing, is superhuman.”
    Albert Camus

  • #11
    Albert Camus
    “My dear friend, we mustn't give them even the slightest excuse to judge us! Otherwise, we end up in pieces.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #12
    Albert Camus
    “That's the way man is, cher monsieur. He has two faces: he can't love without self-love.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #13
    Albert Camus
    “For instance, I never complained that my birthday was overlooked; people were even surprised, with a touch of admiration, by my discretion on this subject. But the reason for my disinterestedness was even more discreet: I longed to be forgotten in order to be able to complain to myself... Once my solitude was thoroughly proved, I could surrender to the charms of a virile self-pity.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #14
    Albert Camus
    “Freedom is not a reward or a decoration that you toast in champagne. On the contrary, it's hard graft and a long-distance run, all alone, very exhausting. Alone in a dreary room, alone in the dock before the judges, and alone to make up your mind, before yourself and before the judgement of others. At the end of every freedom there is a sentence, which is why freedom is too heavy to bear.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #15
    Albert Camus
    “I was wrong, after all, to tell you that the essential was to avoid judgement. The essential is being able to permit oneself everything, even if, from time to time, one has to profess vociferously one's own infamy.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #16
    Albert Camus
    “False judges are held up in the world’s admiration and I alone know the true ones.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #17
    Albert Camus
    “O young girl, throw yourself again into the water so that I might have a second time the chance to save the two of us!" A second time, eh, what imprudence! Suppose, dear sir, someone actually took our word for it? It would have to be fulfilled. Brr...! the water is so cold! But let's reassure ourselves. It's too late now, it will always be too late. Fortunately!”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #18
    Albert Camus
    “This is so true that we rarely confide in those who are better than we. Rather, we are more inclined to flee their society. Most often, on the other hand, we confess to those who are like us and who share our weaknesses. Hence we don't want to improve ourselves or be bettered, for we should first have to be judged in default. We merely wish to be pitied and encouraged in the course we have chosen. In short, we should like, at the same time, to cease being guilty and yet not to make the effort of cleansing ourselves. Not enough cynicism and not enough virtue We lack the energy of evil as well as the energy of good.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #19
    Albert Camus
    “I am well aware that one can't get along without domineering or being served. Every man needs slaves as he needs fresh air. Commanding is breathing - you agree with me? And even the most destitute manage to breathe.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #20
    Albert Camus
    “It was not a matter, mind you, of the certainty I had of being more intelligent than everyone else. Besides, such certainty is of no consequence because so many imbeciles share it.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #21
    Albert Camus
    “Don't lies eventually lead to the truth? And don't all my stories, true or false, tend toward the same conclusion? Don't they all have the same meaning? So what does it matter whether they are true or false if, in both cases, they are significant of what I have been and what I am? Sometimes it is easier to see clearly into the liar than into the man who tells the truth. Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall

  • #22
    Albert Camus
    “A ridiculous fear pursued me, in fact: one could not die without having confessed all one's lies. Not to God or to one of his representatives; I was above that, as you well imagine. No, it was a matter of confessing to men, to a friend, to a beloved woman, for example. Otherwise, were there but one lie hidden in life, death made it definitive. No one, ever again, would know the truth at this point, since the only one to know it was precisely the dead man sleeping on his secret. The absolute murder of truth used to make me dizzy.”
    Albert Camus, The Fall
    tags: truth

  • #23
    Albert Camus
    “I have no idea what's awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing.”
    Albert Camus, The Plague

  • #24
    Albert Camus
    “I know that man is capable of great deeds. But if he isn't capable of great emotion, well, he leaves me cold.”
    Albert Camus, The Plague

  • #25
    Albert Camus
    “The truth is that everyone is bored, and devotes himself to cultivating habits.”
    Albert Camus, The Plague

  • #26
    Albert Camus
    “But, you know, I feel more fellowship with the defeated than with saints. Heroism and sanctity don't really appeal to me, I imagine. What interests me is being a man.”
    Albert Camus, The Plague

  • #27
    Albert Camus
    “There is always a certain hour of the day and of the night when a man’s courage is at its lowest ebb, and it was that hour only that he feared.”
    Albert Camus

  • #28
    Albert Camus
    “But it's not easy. I've been thinking it over for years. While we loved each other we didn't need words to make ourselves understood. But people don't love forever. A time came when I should have found the words to keep her with me, only I couldn't.”
    Albert Camus, The Plague

  • #29
    Albert Camus
    “But again and again there comes a time in history when the man who dares to say that two and two make four is punished with death. The schoolteacher is well aware of this. And the question is not one of knowing what punishment or reward attends the making of this calculation. The question is one of knowing whether two and two do make four”
    Albert Camus, The Plague

  • #30
    Albert Camus
    “It is in the thick of calamity that one gets hardened to the truth - in other words, to silence.”
    Albert Camus, The Plague



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