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“For if in the course of what has been a long career I have had occasion to call for the death penalty, never as strongly as today have I felt this painful duty made easier, lighter, clearer by the certain knowledge of a sacred imperative and by the horror I feel when I look into a man's face and all I see is a monster.”

Quote by Albert Camus

Book:The Stranger
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The Stranger

Albert Camus' The Stranger is a profound exploration of alienation and the absurdity of human existence. The story follows Meursault, a man who leads a seemingly ordinary life until he commits a seemingly senseless murder. The novel challenges readers to confront the meaning of life and the nature of morality. more

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Albert Camus
Albert Camus

Albert Camus was a French author and philosopher, born on November 7, 1913, and died on January 4, 1960. Known for his unique existentialist philosophy and profound insights into human suffering, Camus' works include 'The Stranger', 'The Plague', and 'The Myth of Sisyphus', which have had a profound impact on 20th-century literature. more

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