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 13
... hard at me , as if he had been waiting for me to wake . Then I fell asleep again . I woke up after a bit , because the ache in my legs had developed into a sort of cramp . There was a glimmer of dawn above the sky- light . A minute or ...
... hard at me , as if he had been waiting for me to wake . Then I fell asleep again . I woke up after a bit , because the ache in my legs had developed into a sort of cramp . There was a glimmer of dawn above the sky- light . A minute or ...
Page 32
... hard at it all the afternoon . So it came as a relief when we closed down and I was strolling slowly along the wharves in the coolness . The sky was green , and it was pleasant to be out - of - doors after the stuffy office . However ...
... hard at it all the afternoon . So it came as a relief when we closed down and I was strolling slowly along the wharves in the coolness . The sky was green , and it was pleasant to be out - of - doors after the stuffy office . However ...
Page 107
Albert Camus. was gazing hard at me . He had a plain , rather chunky face ; what held my attention were his eyes , very pale , clear eyes , riveted on me , though not betraying any definite emotion . For a moment I had an odd impression ...
Albert Camus. was gazing hard at me . He had a plain , rather chunky face ; what held my attention were his eyes , very pale , clear eyes , riveted on me , though not betraying any definite emotion . For a moment I had an odd impression ...
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