Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friends.
Albert Camus
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I have never separated you from your body. But although I am literally intoxicated by this body I have never desired you nor taken you in by forgetting you. This is the act of love, for as long as I have known you. When two beings love each other, if they are not hideous, if they love each other, everything is allowed and everything is wonderful. Yes, the pleasure that ends in gratitude, it is the wet flower of days. What a joy to be alive, you and me, and to be alive together!
Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, February 14, 1950 [#192]
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"Tras otro momento de silencio, murmuró que yo era extraño, que sin duda me amaba por eso mismo, pero que quizá un día le repugnaría por las mismas razones".
-El Extranjero; Albert Camus
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― Albert Camus, Notebooks: 1935-1951
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“Pero al final, uno necesita más coraje para vivir que para quitarse la vida”
— Albert Camus.
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Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn't have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn't have to be a walk during which you'll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don't find meaning but "steal" some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn't make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.
Albert Camus, from Notebooks 1951-1959
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I was looked at, but I wasn't seen.
— Albert Camus, The Misunderstanding
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Albert Camus, from a letter to Maria Casarès written in August 1948
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"If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is grass in the beginning." - Vincent Van Gogh
Painting: "Wheatfield with a Reaper" by Vincent van Gogh
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