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Here is an excerpt from the Camus notebook entry I spoke about a few weeks ago. If you get a chance, you should definitely pick up one of his notebooks. His thoughts in them are so sympathetic and beautiful.
"...But let me cut out this moment from the cloth of time as other men leave a flower in the pages a book. In it, they enclose the memory of a walk in which they were touched by love ... Life is short, and it is a sin to waste one's time. I waste my time all day long, while other people say that I do a great deal. Today is a resting place, and my heart goes out to meet itself.
If I still feel a grain of anxiety, it is at the thought of this unseizable moment slipping through my fingers like a ball of quicksilver. Let those who want to, stand aside from the world. I no longer feel sorry for myself, for now I see myself being born."
-Albert Camus
Notebook I
January 1936 (excerpt)
"...But let me cut out this moment from the cloth of time as other men leave a flower in the pages a book. In it, they enclose the memory of a walk in which they were touched by love ... Life is short, and it is a sin to waste one's time. I waste my time all day long, while other people say that I do a great deal. Today is a resting place, and my heart goes out to meet itself.
If I still feel a grain of anxiety, it is at the thought of this unseizable moment slipping through my fingers like a ball of quicksilver. Let those who want to, stand aside from the world. I no longer feel sorry for myself, for now I see myself being born."
-Albert Camus
Notebook I
January 1936 (excerpt)