Meursault, 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 thought it must be Marie, and so it was. To go to the Visitors' Room, I was taken
along a corridor, then up a flight of steps, then along another corridor. It was a
very large room, lit by a big bow window, and divided into three compartments by
Marie shouted across the gap that Raymond sent me his best wishes, and I said,
"Thanks." But my voice was drowned by my neighbor's, asking "if he was quite fit."
The fat woman gave a laugh. 'Tit? I should say' he is! The picture of health.
It was Marie's turn next. She had a hat on and still looked quite pretty, though I
much preferred her with her hair free. From where I was I had glimpses of the soft
curve of her breasts, and her ^mderlip had the little pout that always fascinated
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I wasn't sure what to think when I first started reading this. It initially didn't feel worthy of the fuss, but as it enters the second part, it becomes a book that makes you think. Why are some ... Read full review
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Spoiler alert! Not that it matters anyway, but don’t read this review if you don’t already know how it all ends. The Stranger is a perfect book, with a flawed philosophy. Camus is a liar. If he really ... Read full review