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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Page 65
I rose at once, as I was feeling hungry, but Marie told me I hadn't kissed her once
since the early morning. That was so— though I'd wanted to, several times. "Let's
go into the water again," she said, and we ran into the sea and lay flat amongst ...
I rose at once, as I was feeling hungry, but Marie told me I hadn't kissed her once
since the early morning. That was so— though I'd wanted to, several times. "Let's
go into the water again," she said, and we ran into the sea and lay flat amongst ...
Page 136
... anyhow, the wheels had stopped; that once, if only once, in that inexorable
march of events, chance or luck had played a happy part. Just once! In a way I
think that single 1 36.
... anyhow, the wheels had stopped; that once, if only once, in that inexorable
march of events, chance or luck had played a happy part. Just once! In a way I
think that single 1 36.
Page 144
It was at one of these moments that I refused once again to see the chaplain. I
was lying down and could mark the summer evening coming on by a soft golden
glow spreading across the sky. I had just turned down my appeal, and felt my
blood ...
It was at one of these moments that I refused once again to see the chaplain. I
was lying down and could mark the summer evening coming on by a soft golden
glow spreading across the sky. I had just turned down my appeal, and felt my
blood ...
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