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Albert Camus
805?books35.1k?followersWorks, such as the novels
The Stranger
(1942) and
The Plague
(1947), of Algerian-born French writer and philosopher Albert Camus concern the absurdity of the human condition; he won the Nobel Prize of 1957 for literature.
Origin and his experiences of this representative of non-metropolitan literature in the 1930s dominated influences in his thought and work.
He also adapted plays of Pedro Calder¨®n de la Barca, Lope de Vega, Dino Buzzati, and Requiem for a Nun of William Faulkner. One may trace his enjoyment of the theater back to his membership in l'Equipe, an Algerian group, whose "collective creation" R¨¦volte dans les Asturies (1934) was banned for political reasons.
Of semi-proletarian parents, early attached to intellectual circles of strongly revolutionary tendencies, with a deep interest, he came at the age of 25 years in 1938; only chance prevented him from pursuing a university career in that field. The man and the times met: Camus joined the resistance movement during the occupation and after the liberation served as a columnist for the newspaper Combat.
The essay Le Mythe de Sisyphe (The Myth of Sisyphus), 1942, expounds notion of acceptance of the absurd of Camus with "the total absence of hope, which has nothing to do with despair, a continual refusal, which must not be confused with renouncement - and a conscious dissatisfaction."
Meursault, central character of L'?tranger (The Stranger), 1942, illustrates much of this essay: man as the nauseated victim of the absurd orthodoxy of habit, later - when the young killer faces execution - tempted by despair, hope, and salvation.
Besides his fiction and essays, Camus very actively produced plays in the theater (e.g., Caligula, 1944).
The time demanded his response, chiefly in his activities, but in 1947, Camus retired from political journalism.
Doctor Rieux of La Peste (The Plague), 1947, who tirelessly attends the plague-stricken citizens of Oran, enacts the revolt against a world of the absurd and of injustice, and confirms words: "We refuse to despair of mankind. Without having the unreasonable ambition to save men, we still want to serve them."
People also well know La Chute (The Fall), work of Camus in 1956.
Camus authored L'Exil et le royaume (Exile and the Kingdom) in 1957. His austere search for moral order found its aesthetic correlative in the classicism of his art. He styled of great purity, intense concentration, and rationality.
Camus died at the age of 46 years in a car accident near Sens in le Grand Fossard in the small town of Villeblevin.
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Origin and his experiences of this representative of non-metropolitan literature in the 1930s dominated influences in his thought and work.
He also adapted plays of Pedro Calder¨®n de la Barca, Lope de Vega, Dino Buzzati, and Requiem for a Nun of William Faulkner. One may trace his enjoyment of the theater back to his membership in l'Equipe, an Algerian group, whose "collective creation" R¨¦volte dans les Asturies (1934) was banned for political reasons.
Of semi-proletarian parents, early attached to intellectual circles of strongly revolutionary tendencies, with a deep interest, he came at the age of 25 years in 1938; only chance prevented him from pursuing a university career in that field. The man and the times met: Camus joined the resistance movement during the occupation and after the liberation served as a columnist for the newspaper Combat.
The essay Le Mythe de Sisyphe (The Myth of Sisyphus), 1942, expounds notion of acceptance of the absurd of Camus with "the total absence of hope, which has nothing to do with despair, a continual refusal, which must not be confused with renouncement - and a conscious dissatisfaction."
Meursault, central character of L'?tranger (The Stranger), 1942, illustrates much of this essay: man as the nauseated victim of the absurd orthodoxy of habit, later - when the young killer faces execution - tempted by despair, hope, and salvation.
Besides his fiction and essays, Camus very actively produced plays in the theater (e.g., Caligula, 1944).
The time demanded his response, chiefly in his activities, but in 1947, Camus retired from political journalism.
Doctor Rieux of La Peste (The Plague), 1947, who tirelessly attends the plague-stricken citizens of Oran, enacts the revolt against a world of the absurd and of injustice, and confirms words: "We refuse to despair of mankind. Without having the unreasonable ambition to save men, we still want to serve them."
People also well know La Chute (The Fall), work of Camus in 1956.
Camus authored L'Exil et le royaume (Exile and the Kingdom) in 1957. His austere search for moral order found its aesthetic correlative in the classicism of his art. He styled of great purity, intense concentration, and rationality.
Camus died at the age of 46 years in a car accident near Sens in le Grand Fossard in the small town of Villeblevin.
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December 20, 2021
Carnets I, Cahier no 1 : Mai 1935-F¨¦vrier 1942 = Notebooks (Notebooks #1), Albert Camus
It begins with a phrase often repeated: "What I mean: we can have - without romanticism - the nostalgia for lost poverty. A certain amount of lived years miserably enough to build a sensitivity ..."
In this first volume, typed and annotated by Camus himself, we find a lot of indications on the reflection that accompanies the writing of works such as The Towards and The Place, The Stranger, Wedding and The Myth of Sisyphus.
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It begins with a phrase often repeated: "What I mean: we can have - without romanticism - the nostalgia for lost poverty. A certain amount of lived years miserably enough to build a sensitivity ..."
In this first volume, typed and annotated by Camus himself, we find a lot of indications on the reflection that accompanies the writing of works such as The Towards and The Place, The Stranger, Wedding and The Myth of Sisyphus.
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May 8, 2020
Sitting in the wind, emptied and hollowed out inside, I spent all my time thinking of [...]
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I shall have eaten up all my hope.
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[...] living also implies thinking about life¡ªthat living is, in fact, precisely this subtle relationship between a man's experience and his awareness of it.
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And the world has become merely an unknown landscape where my heart can lean on nothing.
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The sand dunes facing the sea. The faint heat of early dawn, and our bodies stripped bare before the first waves, still bitter and dark with night. Every summer morning on the beach feels like the first morning of the world, and every evening like its solemn ending. Evenings on the sea knew no restraint. The sunbaked days on the sand dunes were overwhelming. At two in the afternoon, you feel drunk after walking a hundred yards along the burning sand. In a moment you feel you will fall and be slain by the sun. In the morning, the beauty of brown bodies against the yellow sand. The terrible innocence of games on the beach and bare bodies in the bounding light.
At night, the dunes turn white under the moon. A little earlier, the evening brings out all the colors, makes them deeper and more violent. The sea is ultramarine, the road red, the color of clotted blood, the beach yellow. Everything disappears as the green sun goes down, and the dunes glisten with moonlight. Nights of limitless happiness under a rain of stars. Is it another body that we hold in our arms, or the soft warmth of the night? And then the night of the storm, when flashes of lightning grew paler as they ran along the dunes, and put an orange or whitish color on the sand and in our eyes. These are nuptials that can never be forgotten. To be able to write: I have been happy for a whole week.
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I shall have eaten up all my hope.
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[...] living also implies thinking about life¡ªthat living is, in fact, precisely this subtle relationship between a man's experience and his awareness of it.
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And the world has become merely an unknown landscape where my heart can lean on nothing.
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The sand dunes facing the sea. The faint heat of early dawn, and our bodies stripped bare before the first waves, still bitter and dark with night. Every summer morning on the beach feels like the first morning of the world, and every evening like its solemn ending. Evenings on the sea knew no restraint. The sunbaked days on the sand dunes were overwhelming. At two in the afternoon, you feel drunk after walking a hundred yards along the burning sand. In a moment you feel you will fall and be slain by the sun. In the morning, the beauty of brown bodies against the yellow sand. The terrible innocence of games on the beach and bare bodies in the bounding light.
At night, the dunes turn white under the moon. A little earlier, the evening brings out all the colors, makes them deeper and more violent. The sea is ultramarine, the road red, the color of clotted blood, the beach yellow. Everything disappears as the green sun goes down, and the dunes glisten with moonlight. Nights of limitless happiness under a rain of stars. Is it another body that we hold in our arms, or the soft warmth of the night? And then the night of the storm, when flashes of lightning grew paler as they ran along the dunes, and put an orange or whitish color on the sand and in our eyes. These are nuptials that can never be forgotten. To be able to write: I have been happy for a whole week.
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May 6, 2011
I've been reading Camus' notebooks on and off for the past few months, in spare moments, in between other books, in bed, on the metro, etc. I love this man. Through this first volume of notebooks, one can glean just how much of the novels and essays that were to come (and I think every one of his writings has some merit, is worth your time), was germinating really distinctly, early on, in the young man. Leaving Algeria and traveling north through Italy and France and then returning south, his observations of the people, places, roiling political atmosphere of Europe in those extraordinary times, all of the ideas that were to be so objectively laid out in the future oeuvre were here taking root- the individual's place in a post-industrial collectivized society; the worth of money, time, the freedom of the mind in the face of grinding labor and political/cultural alienation; the dignity of a human life and human works in a lee between times of utter destruction on such a grand impersonal scale; descriptions of nature- and city-scapes; sketches of people in squares and the abandoned courtyards of relics of the Renaissance (the lineage of which leads directly to the Existentialists); Paris, Florence, the Algerian coast and its blazing light he made famous; workbook sketches of A Happy Death (which was to become The Stranger) stuttering and starting and forming and reforming- the intimate correspondence with the self of an artist in development, a humanist and thinking being feeling his way through the singularly strange, beguiling, and intense years of the middle of the twentieth century. Looking at all that came after, and especially in comparison to his contemporaries, Camus seems to me ever more important, ever more a signal to those thinkers with a heart, with a sympathetic and empathetic love of life.
March 3, 2021
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February 17, 2023Interesting to read this mishmash of both Camus' thoughts and his readings. Many in this time period are trial run pieces that eventually land in Sisyphus and The Stranger. He reads and comments on philosophers, historians, playwrights, religious writers and, of course, novelists.
It's lucky Camus, unlike Melville, was an early talent rewarded with publication in his younger years. I say this because, for a guy keenly interested in death, AC meets the Reaper earlier than expected small thanks to a car crash when he was only 47. All the livres we'll never read!
Some samples of his samples:
"In the second century, discussion about Christ's personal appearance. Saint Cyril and Saint Justin: to give all its mean to the incarnation, it was maintained that Christ must have looked mean and disgusting. (Saint Cyril: 'the most hideous of the sons of men.')
"But the Greek attitude was: 'If he is not handsome, he is not God.' The Greeks won."
"At the siege of Sebastopol, Tolstoy jumped out of the trenches and ran toward the bastion under heavy fire from the enemy. He was horribly afraid of rats, and had just seen one."
"The people one day applauded him, which caused Phocion to remark: 'Have I said something stupid?'" (Editor's note: Given the popularity of certain politicians today, this quote particularly resonates.)
"The sand dunes facing the sea. The faint heat of early dawn, and our bodies stripped bare before the little waves, still bitter and dark with night. The sea lies heavily on the body, which is renewed and runs on to the beach in the first rays of sunlight. Every summer morning on the beach feels like the first morning of the world, and every evening like its solemn ending. Evenings on the sea knew no restraint. The sun-baked days on the sand dunes were overwhelming. At two in the afternoon, you feel drunk after walking a hundred yards along the burning sand. In a moment you feel you will fall and be slain by the sun. In the morning, the beauty of the brown bodies against the yellow sand. The terrible innocence of games on the beach and bare bodies in the bounding light."
"'Oh, my soul, do not aspire to immortal life, but exhaust the limits of the possible.' Pindar, Pythian" (Note: Camus used this quote to introduce Sisyphus. Paul Val¨¦ry used it as well to introduce Le Cimeti¨¨re Marin.)
"Death of Louis XVI. He asks the man taking him to the guillotine to deliver a letter to his wife. Reply: 'I am not here to run your errands, but to take you to the guillotine.'"
"Every time I hear a political speech or I read those of our leaders, I am horrified at having, for years, heard nothing which sounded human. It is always the same words telling the same lies. And the fact that men accept this, that the people's anger has not destroyed those hollow clowns, strikes me as proof that men attribute no importance to the way they are governed; that they gamble---yes, gamble--- with a whole part of their life and their so-called 'vital interests.'"
It's lucky Camus, unlike Melville, was an early talent rewarded with publication in his younger years. I say this because, for a guy keenly interested in death, AC meets the Reaper earlier than expected small thanks to a car crash when he was only 47. All the livres we'll never read!
Some samples of his samples:
"In the second century, discussion about Christ's personal appearance. Saint Cyril and Saint Justin: to give all its mean to the incarnation, it was maintained that Christ must have looked mean and disgusting. (Saint Cyril: 'the most hideous of the sons of men.')
"But the Greek attitude was: 'If he is not handsome, he is not God.' The Greeks won."
"At the siege of Sebastopol, Tolstoy jumped out of the trenches and ran toward the bastion under heavy fire from the enemy. He was horribly afraid of rats, and had just seen one."
"The people one day applauded him, which caused Phocion to remark: 'Have I said something stupid?'" (Editor's note: Given the popularity of certain politicians today, this quote particularly resonates.)
"The sand dunes facing the sea. The faint heat of early dawn, and our bodies stripped bare before the little waves, still bitter and dark with night. The sea lies heavily on the body, which is renewed and runs on to the beach in the first rays of sunlight. Every summer morning on the beach feels like the first morning of the world, and every evening like its solemn ending. Evenings on the sea knew no restraint. The sun-baked days on the sand dunes were overwhelming. At two in the afternoon, you feel drunk after walking a hundred yards along the burning sand. In a moment you feel you will fall and be slain by the sun. In the morning, the beauty of the brown bodies against the yellow sand. The terrible innocence of games on the beach and bare bodies in the bounding light."
"'Oh, my soul, do not aspire to immortal life, but exhaust the limits of the possible.' Pindar, Pythian" (Note: Camus used this quote to introduce Sisyphus. Paul Val¨¦ry used it as well to introduce Le Cimeti¨¨re Marin.)
"Death of Louis XVI. He asks the man taking him to the guillotine to deliver a letter to his wife. Reply: 'I am not here to run your errands, but to take you to the guillotine.'"
"Every time I hear a political speech or I read those of our leaders, I am horrified at having, for years, heard nothing which sounded human. It is always the same words telling the same lies. And the fact that men accept this, that the people's anger has not destroyed those hollow clowns, strikes me as proof that men attribute no importance to the way they are governed; that they gamble---yes, gamble--- with a whole part of their life and their so-called 'vital interests.'"
February 3, 2024
"One thinks one has cut oneself off from the world, but it is enough to see an olive tree upright in the golden dust, or beaches glistening in the morning sun, to feel this separation melt away." (10)Over the past years, I had been haphazardly reading Albert Camus's notebooks, dipping in and out of them as the mood struck. This is usually how I approach collections of notebooks, diaries, letters, and so on. I don't necessarily read them from beginning to end. But there always seems to come a point when I want to read the collection once and for all¡ªto read it more systematically, from beginning to end. Once I've done this, I can not only say to myself that I have read it, but I can also write a review of it¡ªand, in some way, leave it behind (even while knowing that I'll return to it).
This is what happened with Camus's notebooks. I just finished the first volume, which begins in May of 1935 and ends in February of 1942. For the most part, this is a young Camus writing¡ªvirtually unknown to the (literary) world, still developing his ideas and coming to terms with his experiences. There are lots of reflections on Algiers and Oran, on the sea and landscapes that he knew so well and loved dearly (even if they occasionally inspired 'indifference'). There are also many first attempts at writing that would later be published¡ªin particular, the novel A Happy Death. Some of the passages would be lifted almost verbatim from the notebooks into the final manuscript. It is fascinating to try to follow the developments in Camus's thinking and writing. What struck me especially is the influence of Nietzsche, whom Camus quotes a number of times throughout the notebooks. Other influences are relatively obscure¡ªcontemporaries and friends of Camus, some known to me but others not.
The first volume of the notebooks is an interesting mix, then, of 'actual' writing (that is: writing that would be published later on as novels, stories, plays, and various collections of nonfiction), reflections (some standalone¡ªbut much of it also related to perennial concerns for Camus), and more regular notebook-type entries, like goals and, occasionally, engagement with developments at the time (like the war). The subjects span a wide range: from art, writing, and philosophy, to women, illness, and war. I wrote a longer piece on Substack about the somewhat unexpected theme of money and happiness in Camus's notebooks, which I relate to Dostoevsky here:
There is some helpful editing, but quite a lot of potentially helpful commentary is left out. Some entries, in the form of "The story of S." leave the reader guessing (and sometimes the editor, Philip Thody, admits that the reference could not be determined). You can take from the entries what you want, of course¡ªbrush past some and look up others. After all, these are notebooks¡ªif you want the polished stuff, you can read one of the many collections of Camus's essays. All in all, though, there is enough of substance in this first volume to make for an engaging and instructive read; both in and of itself, but also in relation to Camus and his development as a person and writer. I will move onto the second volume now.
"...beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time." (6)
December 7, 2019
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November 11, 2019
How often we get influenced by dead people and their ideas? It is not a typical book review/post, it could rather be considered as a confession.
It might seem like a typical shit that one could see with a blas¨¦ mindset especially in these internet times people running out of things to say but nevertheless this guy changed the course of my life. I remember reading him for the first time through The Myth of Sisyphus by October 2017. I was a rational believer, a part-time researcher at IIT Madras back then, and now I'm a self-conscious messed up human being. Thanks to Camus and a few other beings.
"What interests me is knowing how we must behave and more precisely, how to behave when one doesn't believe in god or reason."
No surprises, I'm indeed filled with delusions just like every other human beings. Every now and then, I have this delusion that I'm aware of a fewer handful of dead people who kind of figured out everything in their damn lived lives. I strongly believe Camus is one of them. Reading this Journal is a sort of Pilgrimage into his mind on how he built things from the scratch especially this volume showers some light on the development of the novels The Stranger, his posthumously published A Happy Death, Caligula, and Essays like Myth of Sisyphus and The Rebel.
"A man who sought life where most people find mnmarriage, work, etc and who suddenly notices, while reading a fashion catalogue, how foreign he has been to his own life (life as seen in fashion catalogue)", wrote in August 1937 by Camus, was often considered as the precursor of his novel, The Stranger where the protagonist Meursault was intended to be seen as a man who had gone through the experience of the absurd before the story began.
Life's full of divine absurdities and I'm glad to find my way into seeing things in a broader perspective because of this man. .
Adding more delusion, it motivates me to scribble more on my slack journal. Either way, absurdity reigns, rebellions and revolts comfort while we imagine ourselves to be what we ought to be.
Albert Camus
07/11/1913 -?04/01/1960
It might seem like a typical shit that one could see with a blas¨¦ mindset especially in these internet times people running out of things to say but nevertheless this guy changed the course of my life. I remember reading him for the first time through The Myth of Sisyphus by October 2017. I was a rational believer, a part-time researcher at IIT Madras back then, and now I'm a self-conscious messed up human being. Thanks to Camus and a few other beings.
"What interests me is knowing how we must behave and more precisely, how to behave when one doesn't believe in god or reason."
No surprises, I'm indeed filled with delusions just like every other human beings. Every now and then, I have this delusion that I'm aware of a fewer handful of dead people who kind of figured out everything in their damn lived lives. I strongly believe Camus is one of them. Reading this Journal is a sort of Pilgrimage into his mind on how he built things from the scratch especially this volume showers some light on the development of the novels The Stranger, his posthumously published A Happy Death, Caligula, and Essays like Myth of Sisyphus and The Rebel.
"A man who sought life where most people find mnmarriage, work, etc and who suddenly notices, while reading a fashion catalogue, how foreign he has been to his own life (life as seen in fashion catalogue)", wrote in August 1937 by Camus, was often considered as the precursor of his novel, The Stranger where the protagonist Meursault was intended to be seen as a man who had gone through the experience of the absurd before the story began.
Life's full of divine absurdities and I'm glad to find my way into seeing things in a broader perspective because of this man. .
Adding more delusion, it motivates me to scribble more on my slack journal. Either way, absurdity reigns, rebellions and revolts comfort while we imagine ourselves to be what we ought to be.
Albert Camus
07/11/1913 -?04/01/1960
December 5, 2015
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March 12, 2015
Such a brilliant and lucid mind. These are not just bare bones jottings. There is meat and substance. I wore out a pencil underlining things.
July 30, 2019
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November 10, 2018
Camus parle directement ¨¤ mon esprit.
Ses mots souvent decalque mes propres intuitions - je ne suis pas habitu¨¦e ¨¤ ?a...
Ses aphorismes, clairs et lucides, ¨¦voquent mes croyances silencieuses, ce qui en moi repose comme des songeries. Leur beaut¨¦ m'arr¨ºte au milieu de la rue; je dois les r¨¦p¨¦ter... encore et encore... Comment est-il possible qu'ils existent en dehors de moi?
Ils m'¨¦meuvent avec des coups s?rs et fermes, frappant mon contentement avare et me for?ant ¨¤ faire face ¨¤ l'¨¦tourderie avec laquelle je n¨¦glige les dons de ma sensibilit¨¦ impromptue, souvent au nome de syst¨¨mes d¨¦tach¨¦s, mais plus souvent encore pour rien du tout. Et voil¨¤ mon propre ?me se figure plus d¨¦gag¨¦... De temps en temps il se produit, le miracle de la clart¨¦.
Ses mots souvent decalque mes propres intuitions - je ne suis pas habitu¨¦e ¨¤ ?a...
Ses aphorismes, clairs et lucides, ¨¦voquent mes croyances silencieuses, ce qui en moi repose comme des songeries. Leur beaut¨¦ m'arr¨ºte au milieu de la rue; je dois les r¨¦p¨¦ter... encore et encore... Comment est-il possible qu'ils existent en dehors de moi?
Ils m'¨¦meuvent avec des coups s?rs et fermes, frappant mon contentement avare et me for?ant ¨¤ faire face ¨¤ l'¨¦tourderie avec laquelle je n¨¦glige les dons de ma sensibilit¨¦ impromptue, souvent au nome de syst¨¨mes d¨¦tach¨¦s, mais plus souvent encore pour rien du tout. Et voil¨¤ mon propre ?me se figure plus d¨¦gag¨¦... De temps en temps il se produit, le miracle de la clart¨¦.
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May 31, 2020
a man too deep in thinking to be understood by the public!
May 9, 2018
Trumpos mintys apie ra?omus k¨±rinius, klastingus ?mones ir gyvenimo keistus dalykus (gamt?, kait?). Filosofo dienora?tis, kur? ?domu skaityti.
March 25, 2023
g¨¹nl¨¹k kar?st?r?r gibi okumak s¨¹per bi his ama yine de terapiye gitmesini ?neririm
May 22, 2014
I originally bought this collection in a small used bookstore I stumbled unto in a visit to Boston in the Fall of 2009. I bought the books (both this and the second edition) because they were beautiful and were the original translation and only the second printing (I could never afford the first printing). They sat on my mantel for a few years, with a handful of other "collectible" books, but then, in late March 2014, in a bit of a bad mood, and unable to find any book I wanted to read (despite having a to be read stack of over fifty books), I pulled this book off the shelf and began reading it. I believe I also may have been prompted to do this because of the various Camus celebrations that had been hosted a few months earlier, celebrating what would have been Camus' 100th birthday on November 17th 2013, like this podcast on TTBOOK (). And I am so glad I did, because this book cheered me up, and gave me perspective when I needed it, and a peek into the formative years of Camus, from the age of 22 to 29.
Camus is often heralded as an existentialist writer, a man who engaged in the philosophy of the absurd, and how to meaningfully live a life when there is no inherent meaning. With this description, it seems like it is the prescription for despair, and thus the last thing to read while depressed, but this is hardly the case. Camus embraces life, and he writes eloquently about how to do anything less than to fully embrace life is pointless, because life is all we have.
Camus is often mentioned as a philosopher, but he was not - or at least not the pure definition of a thinker engaged with pure reason and argument. He was a writer, a novelist, because that was where he could best seek for meaning and understanding. As he wrote in his journal, "People can think only in images. If you want to be a philosopher, write novels" (10) and then continues to remark that "A novel is never anything but a philosophy put into images. And in a good novel, the whole of the philosophy has passed into images." (11)
He is a man very much in touch with the substantive and physical world, and writes about physical setting in a way that rivals the great nature writers, and like romantic poets, also finds meaning and metaphor within the natural and manufactured world. He wrote:
"In the evening, the gentleness of the world on the bay. There are days when the world lies, days when it tells the truth. It is telling the truth this evening - with what sad and insistent beauty." And then he later remarks that "The world is beautiful and this is everything." (56)
He wrote about his struggles in balancing earning a living and writing. When he turned down a teaching post, he wrote that:
"I rejected it, doubtless because I saw security as unimportant compared to my opportunity for real life. The dull, stuffy routine of such an existence made me draw back . . . I was afraid, afraid of being lonely and permanently fixed . . . what made me run away was doubtless the fear not so much of settling down but of settling down permanently in something ugly." (70)
I have been engaged in similar conflicts between practicality and writing throughout my own life, and so find comfort in Camus, as I do with this more practical advice:
"Don't give way to conformity and to office hours. Don't give up. Never give up - always demand more. But stay lucid, even during office hours." (73)
I think I will post that on my office wall, or office door, to remind myself to stay lucid even when (or especially when) holding my University office hours.
And I must to remember what he wrote earlier in that same paragraph, that "The demand for happiness and the patient quest for it. We need not banish our melancholy, but we must destroy our taste for difficult and fatal things. Be happy with our friends, in harmony with the world, and earn our happiness by following a path which nevertheless leads to death." (73)
Camus is so hopeful in these early journals, calling for us to:
"create a new man within ourselves. We must make our men of action and men of ideals, and our poets into captains of industry. We must learn to live out our dreams - and to transform them into action." (79)
I could continue to quote Camus over and over again here. I haven't even mentioned all the moments of "The Stranger" and the "Myth of Sisyphus," and "The Plague" in their draft stages, but I'll end with two thoughts about writing from near the end of the journal.
"The problem in art is a problem of translation. Bad authors are those who write with reference to an inner context which the reader cannot know. You need to be two people when you write." (197)
And finally, this great conundrum, and call of the artist:
"Is it possible to live a monotonous repetitive life while perpetually haunted by the thought of a work to be created, or should we adjust our life to this work, follow the lightning flash?" (198)
That is the task of the writer, to bend and shape their life so that they can chase the lightning flash.
Camus is often heralded as an existentialist writer, a man who engaged in the philosophy of the absurd, and how to meaningfully live a life when there is no inherent meaning. With this description, it seems like it is the prescription for despair, and thus the last thing to read while depressed, but this is hardly the case. Camus embraces life, and he writes eloquently about how to do anything less than to fully embrace life is pointless, because life is all we have.
Camus is often mentioned as a philosopher, but he was not - or at least not the pure definition of a thinker engaged with pure reason and argument. He was a writer, a novelist, because that was where he could best seek for meaning and understanding. As he wrote in his journal, "People can think only in images. If you want to be a philosopher, write novels" (10) and then continues to remark that "A novel is never anything but a philosophy put into images. And in a good novel, the whole of the philosophy has passed into images." (11)
He is a man very much in touch with the substantive and physical world, and writes about physical setting in a way that rivals the great nature writers, and like romantic poets, also finds meaning and metaphor within the natural and manufactured world. He wrote:
"In the evening, the gentleness of the world on the bay. There are days when the world lies, days when it tells the truth. It is telling the truth this evening - with what sad and insistent beauty." And then he later remarks that "The world is beautiful and this is everything." (56)
He wrote about his struggles in balancing earning a living and writing. When he turned down a teaching post, he wrote that:
"I rejected it, doubtless because I saw security as unimportant compared to my opportunity for real life. The dull, stuffy routine of such an existence made me draw back . . . I was afraid, afraid of being lonely and permanently fixed . . . what made me run away was doubtless the fear not so much of settling down but of settling down permanently in something ugly." (70)
I have been engaged in similar conflicts between practicality and writing throughout my own life, and so find comfort in Camus, as I do with this more practical advice:
"Don't give way to conformity and to office hours. Don't give up. Never give up - always demand more. But stay lucid, even during office hours." (73)
I think I will post that on my office wall, or office door, to remind myself to stay lucid even when (or especially when) holding my University office hours.
And I must to remember what he wrote earlier in that same paragraph, that "The demand for happiness and the patient quest for it. We need not banish our melancholy, but we must destroy our taste for difficult and fatal things. Be happy with our friends, in harmony with the world, and earn our happiness by following a path which nevertheless leads to death." (73)
Camus is so hopeful in these early journals, calling for us to:
"create a new man within ourselves. We must make our men of action and men of ideals, and our poets into captains of industry. We must learn to live out our dreams - and to transform them into action." (79)
I could continue to quote Camus over and over again here. I haven't even mentioned all the moments of "The Stranger" and the "Myth of Sisyphus," and "The Plague" in their draft stages, but I'll end with two thoughts about writing from near the end of the journal.
"The problem in art is a problem of translation. Bad authors are those who write with reference to an inner context which the reader cannot know. You need to be two people when you write." (197)
And finally, this great conundrum, and call of the artist:
"Is it possible to live a monotonous repetitive life while perpetually haunted by the thought of a work to be created, or should we adjust our life to this work, follow the lightning flash?" (198)
That is the task of the writer, to bend and shape their life so that they can chase the lightning flash.
January 7, 2019
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February 22, 2025
albert de ce ai intrat in copacu ala¡
August 29, 2012
Lucid, often lovely, but not a profoundly inspiring or moving object of literature. My first instinct is to avoid reading the other Notebooks too soon; on the other hand, it reads fast and is a pleasurable way to pass the commute away. I found the aphorisms more interesting than the 'exercises' and 'notes' that led to his novels/plays/essays. But alas, aphorisms are aphorisms, not truths but angles toward truths. Examples.
"That life is the strongest force - true. But the starting point of all kinds of cowardice. We must make a point of thinking the opposite."
"An intellectual is someone whose mind watches itself. I like this, because I am happy to be both halves, the watcher and the watched."
"To write is to become disinterested. There is a certain renunciation in art."
"I always end up by seeing every aspect there is of a person. It's a question of time. There always comes a moment when I feel the break. What is interesting is that this always happens when I feel this person lacking in curiosity about something."
"In September, the carob trees breathe a scent of love over all Algiers, and it is as if the whole earth were resting after having given itself to the sun, its belly still moist with almond-flavored seed."
"Huxley: 'After all, it is better to be a good *bourgeois* like the others than a bad bohemian, a false aristocrat, or a second rate intellectual...'"
"People talk a lot nowadays about the dignity of work...[b]ut it's a fraud. There is dignity in work only when it is work freely accepted. Only idleness has a moral value because it can serve as a criterion by which to judge men. It is fatal only to the second rate. That is its lesson and its greatness. Work, on the other hand, crushes everyone to the same level. It provides no basis for judging men. It brings into action a metaphysic of humiliation. Under the form of slavery which the society of right-thinking people now give it, the best men cannot survive its effects..."
"The temptation shared by all forms of intelligence: cynicism."
"The misery and greatness of this world: it offers no truths, but only objects for love...Absurdity is king, but love saves us from it."
"The peculiar vanity of man, who wants to believe and who wants other people to believe that he is seeking after truth, when in fact it is love that he is asking this world to give him."
"It is difficult to realize that one can be superior to a large number of people without thereby becoming someone superior."
"One thinks differently about the same thing in the morning and in the evening. But where is truth, in the night thought or in the spirit of midday? Two replies, two races of men."
"In every life, there are a great number of small emotions and a small number of great emotions. If you make a choice: two lives and two types of literature."
"The pleasure that one takes in male relationships. The subtle pleasure of giving or asking for a light - a complicity, a kind of freemasonry of the cigarette."
"That life is the strongest force - true. But the starting point of all kinds of cowardice. We must make a point of thinking the opposite."
"An intellectual is someone whose mind watches itself. I like this, because I am happy to be both halves, the watcher and the watched."
"To write is to become disinterested. There is a certain renunciation in art."
"I always end up by seeing every aspect there is of a person. It's a question of time. There always comes a moment when I feel the break. What is interesting is that this always happens when I feel this person lacking in curiosity about something."
"In September, the carob trees breathe a scent of love over all Algiers, and it is as if the whole earth were resting after having given itself to the sun, its belly still moist with almond-flavored seed."
"Huxley: 'After all, it is better to be a good *bourgeois* like the others than a bad bohemian, a false aristocrat, or a second rate intellectual...'"
"People talk a lot nowadays about the dignity of work...[b]ut it's a fraud. There is dignity in work only when it is work freely accepted. Only idleness has a moral value because it can serve as a criterion by which to judge men. It is fatal only to the second rate. That is its lesson and its greatness. Work, on the other hand, crushes everyone to the same level. It provides no basis for judging men. It brings into action a metaphysic of humiliation. Under the form of slavery which the society of right-thinking people now give it, the best men cannot survive its effects..."
"The temptation shared by all forms of intelligence: cynicism."
"The misery and greatness of this world: it offers no truths, but only objects for love...Absurdity is king, but love saves us from it."
"The peculiar vanity of man, who wants to believe and who wants other people to believe that he is seeking after truth, when in fact it is love that he is asking this world to give him."
"It is difficult to realize that one can be superior to a large number of people without thereby becoming someone superior."
"One thinks differently about the same thing in the morning and in the evening. But where is truth, in the night thought or in the spirit of midday? Two replies, two races of men."
"In every life, there are a great number of small emotions and a small number of great emotions. If you make a choice: two lives and two types of literature."
"The pleasure that one takes in male relationships. The subtle pleasure of giving or asking for a light - a complicity, a kind of freemasonry of the cigarette."
May 2, 2019
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