The StrangerWith the intrigue of a psychological thriller, The Stranger—Camus's masterpiece—gives us the story of an ordinary man unwittingly drawn into a senseless murder on an Algerian beach. With an Introduction by Peter Dunwoodie; translated by Matthew Ward. Behind the subterfuge, Camus explores what he termed "the nakedness of man faced with the absurd" and describes the condition of reckless alienation and spiritual exhaustion that characterized so much of twentieth-century life. “The Stranger is a strikingly modern text and Matthew Ward’s translation will enable readers to appreciate why Camus’s stoical anti-hero and devious narrator remains one of the key expressions of a postwar Western malaise, and one of the cleverest exponents of a literature of ambiguity.” —from the Introduction by Peter Dunwoodie First published in 1946; now in translation by Matthew Ward. |
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... I. "Matthew Ward has done Camus and us a great service. The Stranger is now a dif- its American readers; it is now our classic as well as France's." —Chicago Sun-Times T* T t Q INTERNATIONAL THE STRANGER. Front Cover.
... I. "Matthew Ward has done Camus and us a great service. The Stranger is now a dif- its American readers; it is now our classic as well as France's." —Chicago Sun-Times T* T t Q INTERNATIONAL THE STRANGER. Front Cover.
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... front of me, and every object, every angle and curve stood out so sharply it made my eyes hurt. That's when Maman's friends came in. There were about ten in all, and they floated into the blinding light without a sound. They sat down ...
... front of me, and every object, every angle and curve stood out so sharply it made my eyes hurt. That's when Maman's friends came in. There were about ten in all, and they floated into the blinding light without a sound. They sat down ...
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... front of them didn't mean anything to them. But I think now that that was a false impression. We all had some coffee, served by the caretaker. After that I don't know any more. The night passed. I remember opening my eyes at one point ...
... front of them didn't mean anything to them. But I think now that that was a false impression. We all had some coffee, served by the caretaker. After that I don't know any more. The night passed. I remember opening my eyes at one point ...
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... front of the building stood the priest and two altar boys. One of them was holding a censer, and the priest was leaning toward him, adjusting the length of its silver chain. As we approached, the priest straightened up. He called me "my ...
... front of the building stood the priest and two altar boys. One of them was holding a censer, and the priest was leaning toward him, adjusting the length of its silver chain. As we approached, the priest straightened up. He called me "my ...
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