The StrangerMeursault, an ordinary little clerk living in Algiers, leads a quiet and unemotional life. He commits a senseless murder and is convicted, his lack of emotion toward his mother's death weighing against him. As he contemplates his execution, he considers the value of life and is on the verge of exhibiting feeling. |
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I suppose it was my hurrying like that, what with the glare off the road and from
the sky, the reek of gasoline, and the jolts, that made me feel so drowsy. Anyhow,
I slept most of the way. When I woke I was leaning against a soldier; he grinned ...
I suppose it was my hurrying like that, what with the glare off the road and from
the sky, the reek of gasoline, and the jolts, that made me feel so drowsy. Anyhow,
I slept most of the way. When I woke I was leaning against a soldier; he grinned ...
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he explained that he had heard of my mother's death; anyhow, he said, that was
something bound to happen one day or another. I appreciated that, and told him
so. When I rose, Raymond shook hands very warmly, remarking that men always
...
he explained that he had heard of my mother's death; anyhow, he said, that was
something bound to happen one day or another. I appreciated that, and told him
so. When I rose, Raymond shook hands very warmly, remarking that men always
...
Page 95
... odd neckties, or, in another world, to wait patiently till Sunday for a spell of love
-making with Marie. Well, here, anyhow, I wasn't penned in a hollow tree trunk.
There were others in the world worse off than I. I remembered it had been one 95.
... odd neckties, or, in another world, to wait patiently till Sunday for a spell of love
-making with Marie. Well, here, anyhow, I wasn't penned in a hollow tree trunk.
There were others in the world worse off than I. I remembered it had been one 95.
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