albert camus

(n): French author, philosopher, genius, demigod.

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  • 06 Sep
    16:21 pm
    do you know what text 'Men must live and create. Live to the point of tears.' is from
    by mc-jade

    I believe Camus’ journals. 

  • 16 May
    23:47 pm
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  • 05 May
    21:57 pm
    My Love Affair With A Dead Man

    A little something I wrote. Enjoy.

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  • 17:16 pm

    Random food stuff.

    lacielacie:

    When I go on vacation to visit family, I usually allow myself to eat meat. I do this for a few reasons. One reason is that it’s difficult to find restaurants that have extensive veggie options that my family will also enjoy eating at. Similarly, some family members do not understand vegetarianism, and think that it’s rude to not eat their food. So, seeing as I am visiting “family” in Missouri, I’ve been eating meat. This practice has led me to three conclusions:

    1. I genuinely just do not like meat. The texture really bugs me. I guess I have a texture issue with a lot of things. I don’t really like tofu or eggs because of the texture, either. Tofu has to be extremely firm and very thinly sliced, or else I’m just force feeding myself. 
    2. It’s more difficult to fit vegetables into your diet when eating meat. Most entrees I’ve seen at restaurants come with french fries automatically, and I haven’t gotten very many greens at all. I’ve noticed that having to get creative about protein sources as a vegetarian also makes me incorporate more vegetables.
    3. When I say “do not understand vegetarianism,” it extends beyond not getting why someone would be a vegetarian. The family I’m staying with keeps pushing animal products on me even though I’ve said many times that I don’t eat meat. I was offered beef stew and told to just pick the beef out of it. When I turned down pizza with sausage on it, I was given chicken wings. They just really don’t understand a lifestyle in which someone does not eat any meat. It’s really an interestingly telling view into American addiction to animal products. I suppose you could have already come to this conclusion by walking into any restaurant and searching for the one to four measly vegetarian dishes offered, but here’s another facet.

    Finally, due to the lack of vegetables in addition to having extreme allergies that led to a prescription for pain medication, I haven’t pooped in three days. This, as you could expect, is really frustrating, and if I weren’t so damn nauseous all the time from the tension headaches (see the vicious cycle here?) I’d be eating raw broccoli for days to fix said problem. As soon as I get home I feel the need to do a juice fast in order to rid my body of all the meat and other lingering foodstuffs in my system. Like, I’m totally looking forward to this juice fast, or at least to the reintroduction of vegetables into my life. Until Monday, you know where I’ll be. Unfortunately, that place is not the toilet.

    (via lacielacie-deactivated20120714)

  • 19 Apr
    16:56 pm
    A world that can be explained even with bad reasons is a familiar world. But, on the other hand, in a universe suddenly divested of illusions and lights, man feels an alien, a stranger. His exile is without remedy since he is deprived of the memory of a lost home or the hope of a promised land. This divorce between man and his life, the actor and his setting, is properly the feeling of absurdity."
    Albert Camus (via amostdelicatemonster)
  • 04 Apr
    09:23 am
    Do you have any information on a recent article by Camus that was censured during WWII published by Le monde recently? I can't find the article.
    by comingfromacynic

    I don’t know anything, but maybe a follower does! (Sorry for the late response… I’m in the midst of moving cross country eek!)

    • #ohjuular
  • 13 Mar
    12:40 pm

    maha-bekandze:

    I often read that I am atheistic; I hear people speak of my atheism. Yet these words say nothing to me; for me they have no meaning. I do not believe in God and I am not an atheist. 

    - Albert Camus, November 1st, 1954  

    (via yellow-springs-deactivated20121)

  • 06 Mar
    07:50 am
    Cela prouvait aussi qu’ils en avaient le temps. Quant à moi, je ne voulais pas qu’on m’aidât et justement le temps me manquait pour m’intéresser à ce qui ne m’intéressait pas."
    Albert Camus, L’étranger (via pinkwargasm)
  • 07:50 am
    I don’t know any longer whether I’m living or remembering."
    Albert Camus, Between Yes and No (via winterlungs)

    (via winterlungs-deactivated20120325)

  • 13 Feb
    08:35 am
    Life is the sum of all your choices."
    Albert Camus (via hana-ginkawa)

    (Source: taikodragon)

  • 08:35 am
    Caminhamos ao encontro do amor e do desejo. Não buscamos lições, nem a amarga filosofia que se exige da grandeza. Além do sol, dos beijos e dos perfumes selvagens, tudo o mais nos parece fútil. Quanto a mim, não procuro estar sozinho nesse lugar. Muitas vezes estive aqui com aqueles que amava, e discernia em seus traços o claro sorriso que neles tomava a face do amor. Deixo a outros a ordem e a medida. Domina-me por completo a grande libertinagem da natureza e do mar."
    Albert Camus. (via trebienn)

    (Source: calabarr)

  • 08:34 am
    Death means nothing to men like me."
    Albert Camus, The Plague  (via psychiatrically)

    (Source: qefqed)

  • 08:34 am

    bluegreenseas:

    this is my favorite project i’ve done. and i’m quite proud of it.
    the titles in the belly band type things are die cut letters

    p.s. these are iphone photos so dont think i’m putting them in my portfolio, haha 

  • 08:34 am
    apoetreflects:

“A person’s life purpose is nothing more than to rediscover, through the  detours of art or love or passionate work, those one or two images in  the presence of which his heart first opened.”
—Albert Camus

    apoetreflects:

    “A person’s life purpose is nothing more than to rediscover, through the detours of art or love or passionate work, those one or two images in the presence of which his heart first opened.”

    —Albert Camus

  • 05 Feb
    20:27 pm
    A character is never the author who created him. It is quite likely, however, that an author may be all his characters simultaneously."
    Albert Camus, The Invisible Summer (1958)

    (via commonlizard-deactivated2012061)

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