The StrangerThrough the story of an ordinary man unwittingly drawn into a senseless murder on an Algerian beach, Camus explored what he termed "the nakedness of man faced with the absurd." First published in English in 1946; now in a new translation by Matthew Ward. |
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Page 135
... . V I HAVE just refused , for the third time , to see the prison chaplain . I have nothing to say to him , don't feel like talking - and shall be seeing him quite soon enough , anyway . The only thing that interests me 135.
... . V I HAVE just refused , for the third time , to see the prison chaplain . I have nothing to say to him , don't feel like talking - and shall be seeing him quite soon enough , anyway . The only thing that interests me 135.
Page 144
... 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 cir- culating with slow , steady throbs . No , I didn't want ...
... 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 cir- culating with slow , steady throbs . No , I didn't want ...
Page 153
... chaplain from my grip . One of them made as if to strike me . The chaplain quietened them down , then gazed at me for a mo- ment without speaking . I could see tears in his eyes . Then he turned and left the cell . Once he'd gone , I ...
... chaplain from my grip . One of them made as if to strike me . The chaplain quietened them down , then gazed at me for a mo- ment without speaking . I could see tears in his eyes . Then he turned and left the cell . Once he'd gone , I ...
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