August 17th, 2011
As if the blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. — Albert Camus, The Stranger (via liquidnight)
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386 notes Source: liquidnight #Quote#French#Listerature#Albert Camus#L’Étranger#The Stranger#Existentialist#Existentialism#Rage#Clean#Hope#Wisdom#Experience#Perspective#Gentle#Indifference#Open#Receptive#Night#Signs#Stars#Lit
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