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I don't feel particularly proud of myself. But when I walk alone in the woods or lie in the meadows, all is well.
- Franz Kafka, Letters to Friends, Family, and Editors
But being in love doesn't mean loving. You may be in love with a woman and yet hate her
Fyodor Dostoyevsky (the brothers karamazov, 1880)
âItâs life that matters, nothing but life â the process of discovering, the everlasting and perpetual process, not the discovery itself, at all.â
â Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
âMan is stupid indeed, phenomenally stupid. That is, he is not stupid at all but he is so ungrateful that you wonât find another like him.â
â Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from Underground
âDonât let us forget that the causes of human actions are usually immeasurably more complex and varied than our subsequent explanations of them.â
â Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
âAnd he knew, also, what the old man was thinking as his tears flowed, and he, Rieux, thought it too: that a loveless world is a dead world, and always there comes an hour when one is weary of prisons, of oneâs work, and of devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart.â
â Albert Camus, âThe Plagueâ
âIâm sorry. But weariness is a kind of madness. And there are times when the only feeling I have is one of mad revolt.â
â Albert Camus, The Plague (trans. Justin OâBrien)
"i was written by dostoevsky" "i was written by austen" where are my girls who were written by camus. who here is searching for a reunion with something they can't quite define, but seems like the only desirable good. who here, for lack of a better name, calls it peace (jean tarrou is literally me irl)
when he says "i dont care who you be with" but albert camus said "If you must die, I'll envy even the earth that wraps your body."
Maybe it's not about happy ending. Maybe it's about the story.
~ Albert Camus
âYou will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.â
â Albert Camus
The tragedy is not that we are alone, but that we cannot be. At times I would give anything in the world to no longer be connected by anything to this universe of men. But I am a part of this universe, and the most courageous thing to do is to accept it and the tragedy at the same time.
Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951-1959
âFind meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesnât 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 doesnât have to be a walk during which youâll 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 donât find meaning but âstealâ some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesnât make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.â
â Albert Camus, from Notebooks, 1951-1959
When Albert Camus wrote "somebody inside of me has always tried, with all his strength, to be nobody."
Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus
Fyodor Dostoyevsky // Alanis Morissette
âThe breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.â
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