#a happy death
“Believe me there is no such thing as great suffering, great regret, great memory… everything is forgotten, even a great love. That’s what’s sad about life, and also what’s wonderful about it. There is only a way of looking at things, a way that comes to you every once in a while. That’s why it’s good to have had love in your life after all, to have had an unhappy passion… it gives you an alibi for the vague despairs we all suffer from.”
- Albert Camus, A Happy Death.
Art:Dreams in my sky by Marc Chagall
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He had turned back toward the window and tightened his hand over the nape of Lucienne’s neck. She said nothing. Then, without looking at him, “At least you feel friendly toward me, don’t you?” Patrice knelt beside her and gently bit her shoulder. “Friendly, yes, the way I feel friendly toward the night. You are the pleasure of my eyes, and you don’t know what a place such joy can have in my heart.”
Albert Camus, A Happy Death
(Submitted by Casella)
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