Albert Camus Quotes

Blessed dare the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.

When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune.

The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself.

Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth.

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me lay an invincible summer.

Whoever gives nothing, has nothing. The greatest misfortune is not to be unloved, but not to love.

There is no sun without shadow, and it is essential to know the night.

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