In Order To Exist, Man Must Rebel.

Then We Understand That Rebellion Cannot Exist Without A Strange Form Of Love. Those Who Find No Rest In God Or In History Are Condemned To Live For Those Who, Like Themselves, Cannot Live; In Fact, For The Humiliated.

It Is Not Rebellion Itself Which Is Noble But The Demands It Makes Upon Us.

Old Women Even Forget How To Love Their Sons. The Heart Gets Worn Out, Monsieur.

Camus Himself Described This Work As 'an Attempt To Understand The Time I Live In'.

The Real Passion Of The Twentieth Century Is Servitude.