Status Updates From Albert Camus Obras selectas

Me parece increíble como Camus al hablar de la de la peste, en una obra escrita hace más de 70 años, refleje lo que vivimos con el covid, provoca escalofríos

It seems incredible to me how Camus when talking about the plague, in a work written more than 70 years ago, reflects what we lived with the covid, it causes me chills

La vendedora habló de un proceso reciente que hacía mucho ruido en Argel. Se trataba de un joven empleado que había matado a un árabe en una playa

Así que conectando historias eh Albertito?

The saleswoman talked about a recent process that was making a lot of noise in Algiers. It was about a young employee who had killed an Arab on a beach

So, connecting stories, eh Albertito?

When a war breaks out, people say, "This can't last, it's too stupid." And no doubt, any war is certainly too stupid, but that does not prevent it from lasting. Stupidity always insists, and one would realize it if one did not always think of oneself. Our compatriots were like everyone else, they thought of themselves; In other words, they were humanists

《Entren, me ahorqué》

《Come in, I hanged myself》

Very nice prolog where I learned that The cure's song named "killing an Arab" its inspired by The stranger.

El Extranjero ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Sociedad estúpida y soberbia juzgando a alguien que se sale de sus cánones con una excelente crítica a los creyentes

The stranger ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
A portrait of how stupid and arrogant society is when someone doesn't fit in the standards established; also a great critique for the believers

drawing himself upright, and asking me if I believed in God.
I answered no. He sat indignant. He told me that it was impossible, because all men believed in God, even those who turned their backs on him. Such was his conviction, and if he ever doubted, life would be meaningless. "Do you want," he exclaimed, "that my life be meaningless?"

《I hope the dogs don't bark tonight. It always seems to me that it is mine.》

No day passes by without missing you, Laila.

When she laughed, I had desires for her again. A moment later she asked me if I loved her. I replied that she was not important, but that she seemed to me not. She seemed sad. Although when preparing lunch, and for no reason, she started laughing again in such a way that I kissed her.

《Your mother often expressed to her peers the desire to be buried religiously. I have taken it upon myself to do what is necessary. But I wanted to inform you》. I thanked. Mom without being an atheist, she had never thought about religion while she lived.