Albert Camus Quotes About Heart

• She was waiting, but she didn't know for what. She was aware only of her solitude, and of the penetrating cold, and of a greater weight in the region of her heart.

  Albert Camus

  Heart, Waiting, Solitude

  Albert Camus (1964). “The fall, & Exile and the kingdom”, Random House Inc

• At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman.

  Albert Camus

  Life, Beauty, Lying

  Albert Camus (2012). “The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays”, p.14, Vintage

• Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.

  Albert Camus

  Broken Heart, Teacher, Lost Love

• From the moment absurdity is recognized, it becomes a passion, the most harrowing of all. But whether or not one can live with one's passions, whether or not one can accept their law, which is to burn the heart they simultaneously exalt - that is the whole question.

  Albert Camus

  Passion, Heart, Law

  Albert Camus (2012). “The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays”, p.22, Vintage

• I would like to be able to breathe— to be able to love her by memory or fidelity. But my heart aches. I love you continuously, intensely.

  Albert Camus

  Memories, Love You, Heart

• The human heart has a tiresome tendency to label as fate only what crushes it. But happiness likewise, in its way, is without reason, since it is inevitable.

  Albert Camus

  Crush, Heart, Fate

  Albert Camus (1955). “The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays”

• I've never really had much of an imagination. But still I would try to picture the exact moment when the beating of my heart would no longer be going on inside my head.

  Albert Camus

  Heart, Imagination, Trying

  Albert Camus (2012). “The Stranger”, p.113, Vintage

• I said that the world is absurd, but I was too hasty. This world in itself is not reasonable, that is all that can be said. But what is absurd is the confrontation of this irrational and the wild longing for clarity whose call echoes in the human heart.

  Albert Camus

  Heart, Echoes, Absurdity Of Life

  Albert Camus (2012). “The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays”, p.21, Vintage

• The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.

  Albert Camus

  Struggle, Heart, Hard Times

  Le Mythe de Sisyphe (The Myth of Sisyphus) "The Myth of Sisyphus" (1942)

• I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain. One always finds one's burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He too concludes that all is well. This universe henceforth without a master seems to him neither sterile nor futile. Each atom of that stone, each mineral flake of that night-filled mountain, in itself, forms a world. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.

  Albert Camus

  Struggle, Heart, Night

  Le Mythe de Sisyphe (The Myth of Sisyphus) "The Myth of Sisyphus" (1942)

• He had opened his heart to the sublime indifference of the universe

  Albert Camus

  Heart, Sublime, Indifference

• There will be no lasting peace either in the heart of individuals or in social customs until death is outlawed.

  Albert Camus

  Death, Peace, Heart

  Albert Camus (2012). “Resistance, Rebellion, and Death: Essays”, p.234, Vintage

• On certain mornings, as we turn a corner,
  an exquisite dew falls on our heart
  and then vanishes.
  But the freshness lingers, and this, always,
  is what the heart needs.
  The earth must have risen in just such a light
  the morning the world was born.

  Albert Camus

  Morning, Fall, Heart

• A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.

  Albert Camus

  Art, Work, Simple

  Albert Camus (2012). “Lyrical and Critical Essays”, p.17, Vintage

• The struggle to the top alone will make a human heart SWELL.

  Albert Camus

  Struggle, Heart, Humans

• We must admit that today conformity is on the Left. To be sure, the Right is not brilliant. But the Left is in complete decadence, a prisoner of words, caught in its own vocabulary, capable merely of stereotyped replies, constantly at a loss when faced with truth, from which it nevertheless claimed to derive its laws. The Left is schizophrenic and needs doctoring through pitiless self-criticism, exercise of the heart, close reasoning, and a little modesty.

  Albert Camus

  Heart, Loss, Exercise

• I can feel this heart inside me and I conclude it exists. I can touch this world and I also conclude that it exists. All my knowledge ends at this point. The rest is hypothesis.

  Albert Camus

  Heart, World, Chaos

• Always there comes an hour when one is weary of one's work and devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart.

  Albert Camus

  Heart, Faces, Wonder

  Albert Camus (1960). “Collected fiction”

• At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman, and these hills, the softness of the sky, the outline of these trees at this very minute lose the illusory meaning with which we had clothed them, henceforth more remote than a lost paradise . . . that denseness and that strangeness of the world is absurd.

  Albert Camus

  Beauty, Art, Lying

  Albert Camus (2012). “The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays”, p.14, Vintage

• The struggle to reach the top is itself enough to fulfill the heart of man. One must believe that Sisyphus is happy.

  Albert Camus

  Believe, Struggle, Heart

• When the body is sad, the heart languishes.

  Albert Camus

  Heart, Body, Languish

  Albert Camus (2012). “The Fall”, p.42, Vintage

• For the first time, the first, I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe. To feel it so like myself, indeed so brotherly, made me realize that I'd been happy, and that I was happy still.

  Albert Camus

  Happiness, Heart, Firsts

  L'Etranger (The Stranger) pt. 2, ch. 5 (1942)

• It was as if that great rush of anger had washed me clean, emptied me of hope, and, gazing up at the dark sky spangled with its signs and stars, for the first time, the first, I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe. To feel it so like myself, indeed, so brotherly, made me realize that I'd been happy, and that I was happy still. For all to be accomplished, for me to feel less lonely, all that remained to hope was that on the day of my execution there should be a huge crowd of spectators and that they should greet me with howls of execration.

  Albert Camus

  Lonely, Stars, Philosophy

  L'Etranger (The Stranger) pt. 2, ch. 5 (1942)

• Beginning to think is beginning to be undermined. Society has but little connection with such beginnings. The worm is in man's heart. That is where it must be sought. One must follow and understand this fatal game that leads from lucidity in the face of existence to flight from light.

  Albert Camus

  Heart, Men, Thinking

  Albert Camus (1955). “The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays”

• Every stone here sweats with suffering, I know that. I have never looked at them without a feeling of anguish. But deep in my heart I know that the most wretched among you have seen a divine face emerge from their darkness. That is the face you are asked to see.

  Albert Camus

  Heart, Sweat, Darkness

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