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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Albert Camus. there was a bend of the road a little way ahead . Obviously Pérez , who knew the district well , had ... there's the risk of a heatstroke . But , you go too fast , you perspire , and the cold air in the church gives you a ...
Albert Camus. there was a bend of the road a little way ahead . Obviously Pérez , who knew the district well , had ... there's the risk of a heatstroke . But , you go too fast , you perspire , and the cold air in the church gives you a ...
Page 136
... there is nothing else to see . All my time is spent in watch- ing the slowly changing colors of the sky , as day moves ... There's never any knowing what one may come to . Like everyone else I'd read descriptions of executions in the pa ...
... there is nothing else to see . All my time is spent in watch- ing the slowly changing colors of the sky , as day moves ... There's never any knowing what one may come to . Like everyone else I'd read descriptions of executions in the pa ...
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... there's always something to be thankful for . And each morning , when the sky brightened and light began to flood my ... there was an end ; my heart hadn't split , and I knew I had another twenty - four hours ' respite . Then all day ...
... there's always something to be thankful for . And each morning , when the sky brightened and light began to flood my ... there was an end ; my heart hadn't split , and I knew I had another twenty - four hours ' respite . Then all day ...
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ALBERT CAMUS Algiers answered anyhow Arabs asked beach began beside black pudding black tie bungalow café au lait cassock Céleste cell chair cigarette coffin court courtroom crime dark death door doorkeeper explained eyes face fact feel fellow felt Fernandel gave gazing girl guillotine hair hand he'd head hear heard hearse Home hors d'oeuvre jailer Judge jury keeper knew laughing lawyer light looked magistrate Marengo Marie Marie's Masson men in black ment mind mother mother's funeral move never night noticed once Pérez police policeman prison Prosecutor queer question Raymond replied round Salamano sand seemed shouted silence smile smoking sort sound Stanford University staring started street streetcar struck sure swim talking tell there's thing thought told tone took turned voice waited walked wanted warden window woman young