The strangerWhen a young Algerian named Meursault kills a man, his subsequent imprisonment and trial are puzzling and absurd. The apparently amoral Meursault--who puts little stock in ideas like love and God--seems to be on trial less for his murderous actions, and more for what the authorities believe is his deficient character. |
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My case was down for the last sessions of the Assize Court, and those sessions
were due to end some time in June. The day on which my trial started was one of
brilliant sunshine. My lawyer assured me the case would take only two or three ...
My case was down for the last sessions of the Assize Court, and those sessions
were due to end some time in June. The day on which my trial started was one of
brilliant sunshine. My lawyer assured me the case would take only two or three ...
Page 129
The Judge replied that this statement would be taken into consideration by the
court. Meanwhile he would be glad to hear, before my counsel addressed the
court, what were the motives of my crime. So far, he must admit, he hadn't fully ...
The Judge replied that this statement would be taken into consideration by the
court. Meanwhile he would be glad to hear, before my counsel addressed the
court, what were the motives of my crime. So far, he must admit, he hadn't fully ...
Page 138
seemed to deprive the court's decision of much of its gravity. Yet I could but
recognize that, from the moment the verdict was given, its effects became as
cogent, as tangible, as, for example, this wall against which I was lying, pressing
my back ...
seemed to deprive the court's decision of much of its gravity. Yet I could but
recognize that, from the moment the verdict was given, its effects became as
cogent, as tangible, as, for example, this wall against which I was lying, pressing
my back ...
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