Nov 30, 2007 10:07
"Anyway, it was one of Maman’s ideas, and she often repeated it, that after a while you could get used to anything." -Camus, The Stranger (I'm reading it now for the first time and it is wonderful... I wish I could write a paper about it but maybe a later blogpost will have to do).
And I've posted it many a time... and before I liked the words and cadence but I now again grasp their harsh meaning:
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.
Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total darkness sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.