We all carry within us our places of exile, our crimes, and our ravages. But our task is not to unleash them on the world; it is to fight them in ourselves and in others.
Man is the only creature who refuses to be what he is.
-Albert Camus, The Rebel.
These were things I chose to write in my sketchbook (I keep a lot of quotes, notes, art, printed images and quick sketches in there as a conceptual basis for thought). Only, I discovered I had already written them both down before. Along with these:
Man wants to live, but it is useless to hope that this desire will dictate all his actions.
-Albert Camus, Resistance, Rebellion and Death.
The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man’s heart
-Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus.
Various from Camus:
Human relationships always help us to carry on because they always presuppose further developments, a future — and also because we live as if our only task was precisely to have relationships with other people.
It is normal to give away a little of one’s life in order not to lose it all.
We used to wonder where war lived, what it was that made it so vile. And now we realize that we know where it lives, that it is inside ourselves.
And I immediately knew when I had written these. You see, I requested all these Camus books from ILL (Inter-Library Loan) as well as On the Heights of Despair by E.M. Cioran, and the day that I got them I feverishly re-read all of these texts as well as a couple new ones, instead of doing my Sociology of Religion homework (don’t hate). A worthwhile endeavor, indeed! I’m not afraid to admit that most of my thoughts are just a mashup of the culture I delve myself into. And rather than being blissfully unaware of the overarching narrative that is impacting my life, I’m choosing what I fill my mind with. What’s the problem in that?
Anyways, read. & re-read! (This is sort of ironic given that you obviously have to be reading these words to be getting this advice but…I encourage you all the more) You never know what you may find.