For rich people, the sky is an extra, a gift of nature. The poor, on the other hand, can see it as it really is: an infinite grace ….. It is in this life of poverty, among these vain and humble people, that I have most certainly touched what I feel is the true meaning of life.
I don’t want to treat my life as an experiment, but to be what my life makes me. It is I who man the experiment, and it is life that forms and controls me.
Albert Camus, Notebooks 1935-1942
Man is nothing in himself. He is but an infinite chance. But he is infinitely responsible for that chance.
We help a person more by giving him a favorable image of himself than by constantly reminding him of his shortcomings. Each individual normally strives to resemble his best image.
Albert Camus, Notebooks 1942-1951,
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