But I know that I cannot know that meaning and that it is impossible for me just now to know it. But I was sure about me, about everything, surer than he could ever be, sure of my life and sure of the death I had waiting for me.
You have already grasped that Sisyphus is the absurd hero. Notebooks — [ edit ] So many men are deprived of grace. Aujourd'hui maman est morte.
Any thought that abandons unity glorifies diversity! In the end, he quotes Parain saying: "Language is only a means of drawing us to its opposite: silence and God.
What can a meaning outside my condition mean to me?