The First Man Quotes

“When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“When I was young I asked more of people than they could give: everlasting friendship, endless feeling.

Now I know to ask less of them than they can give: a straightforward companionship. And their feelings, their friendship, their generous actions seem in my eyes to be wholly miraculous: a consequence of grace alone.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“They hurt each other without wanting to, just because each represented to the others the cruel and demanding necessity of their lives.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“And for all his life it would be kindness and love that made him cry, never pain or persecution, which on the contrary only reinforced his spirit and his resolution.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“Because,' Cormery went on, 'when I was very young, very foolish, and very much alone ... you paid attention to me and, without seeming to, you opened for me the door to everything I love in the world.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“At the age of 40, having ordered meat very rare in restaurants all his life, he realized he actually liked it medium and not at all rare.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“Men like us are good and proud and strong...if we had a faith, a God, nothing could undermine us. But we had nothing, we had to learn everything, and living for honor alone has its weaknesses...”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“He had never loved anything except what was inevitable. The people fate had imposed on him, the world as it appeared to him, everything in his life he had not been able to avoid...For the rest, for everything he had to choose, he made himself love, which is not the same thing. No doubt he had known the feeling of wonderment, passion, and even moments of tenderness. But each moment had sent him on to other moments, each person to others, and he had loved nothing he had chosen, except what was little by little imposed on him by circumstance, had lasted as much by accident as by intention, and finally became necessary: Jessica.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“To begin with, poor people´s memory is less nourished than that of a rich; it has fewer landmarks in space because they seldom leave the place where they live, and fewer reference points in time throughtout lives that are grey and featureless.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“...today he felt life, youth, people slipping away from him, without being able to hold on to any of them, left with the blind hope that this obscure force that for so many years had raised him above the daily routine, nourished him unstintingly, and been equal to the most difficult circumstances--that, as it had with endless generosity given him reason to live, it would also give him reason to grow old and die without rebellion.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“You alone will know why I killed myself. You know my principles. I hate those who commit suicide. Besause of what they do TO OTHERS. If you have to do it, you must disguise it. Out of kindness.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“They went on living in poverty, though they were no longer in need, but they were set in their ways, and they looked on life with a resigned suspicion; they loved it as animals do, but they knew from experience that it would regularly give birth to disaster without even showing any sign that it was carrying it.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“Squeezed against each other in the heavy heat, they were silent...looking toward the home that was expecting them--quiet, perspiring, resigned to this existence divided among a soulless job, long trips coming and going in an uncomfortable trolley, and at the end an abrupt sleep. On some evenings it would sadden Jacques to look at them. Until then he had only known the riches and the joys of poverty. But now heat and boredom and fatigue were showing him their curse, the curse of work so stupid you could weep and so interminably monotonous that it made the days too long and, at the same time, life too short.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“There are people who vindicate the world, who help others live just by their presence.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“Remembrance of things past is is just for the rich. For the poor it only marks the faint traces on the path to death.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“There's always been war," said Veillard. "But people quickly get accustomed to peace. So they think it's normal. No, war is what's normal.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“Mais les traditions familiales n'ont souvent pas de fondement plus solide , et les ethnologues me font bien rire qui cherchent la raison de tant de rites mystérieux .
Le vrai mystère dans beaucoup de cas , c'est qu'il n'y a pas de raison du tout .”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“Elle l'embrassait , et puis , après l'avoir lâché , le regardait et le reprenais pour l'embrasser encore une fois , comme si , ayant mesuré en elle-même tout l'amour qu'elle pouvait lui porter ou lui exprimer, elle avait décidé qu'une mesure manquait encore .”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“And the wave of tenderness and pity that at once filled his heart was not the stirring of the soul that leads the son to the memory of the vanished father, but the overwhelming compassion that a grown man feels for an unjustly murdered child – something here was not in the natural order and, in truth, there was no order but only madness and chaos when the son was older than the father. The course of time itself was shattering around him while he remained motionless among those tombs he now no longer saw, and the years no longer kept to their places in the great river that flows to its end. They were no more than waves and surf and eddies where Jacques Cormery was not struggling in the grip of anguish and pity. He looked at the other inscriptions in that section and realized from the dates that this soil was strewn with children who had been the fathers of graying men who thought they were living in this present time. For he too believed he was living, he alone had created himself, he knew his own strength, his vigor, he could cope and he had himself well in hand. But, in the strange dizziness of that moment, the statue every man eventually erects and that hardens in the fire of the years, into which he then creeps and there awaits its final crumbling – that statue was rapidly cracking, it was already collapsing. All that was left was this anguished heart, eager to live, rebelling against the deadly order of the world that had been with him for forty years, and still struggling against the wall that separated him from the secret of all life, wanting to go farther, to go beyond, and to discover, discover before dying, discover at last in order to be, just once to be, for a single second, but forever.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“He had loved is mother and his child, everything that it was not up to him to choose. And after all he, who had challenged everything, questioned everything, he had never loved anything except what was inevitable. The people fate had imposed on him, the world as it appeared to him, everything in his life he had not been able to avoid, his illness, his vocation, fame or poverty--in a word, his star. For the rest, for everything he had to choose, he made himself love, which is not the same thing. No doubt he had known the feeling of wonderment, passion, and even moments of tenderness. But each moment had sent him on to other moments, each person to others, and he had loved nothing he had chosen, except what was little by little imposed on him by circumstance, had lasted as much by accident as by intention, and finally became necessary: Jessica. The heart, the heart above all is not free. It is inevitability and the recognition of the inevitable. And he, in truth, had never wholeheartedly loved other than the inevitable. All that was left for him was to love his own death.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“P. and J. did not like books set in large type with wide margins, such as pleased readers of more refined tastes, but rather pages set in small type stretching all the way across tightly justified lines, filled to the brim with words and sentences, like those enormous rustic dishes you can eat at long and heartily without every emptying them, and are all that can satisfy some gigantic appetites.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“comment faire comprendre d'ailleurs qu'un enfant pauvre puisse avoir parfois honte sans jamais rien envier ?”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“Poverty is a fortress without drawbridges.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“On some evenings it would sadden Jacques to look at them (workers). Until then he had only known the riches and the joys of poveryy. But now heat and boredom and fatigue were showing him their curse, the curse of work so stupid you could weep and so interminably monotonous that it made the days too long and, at the same time, life too short.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“Jeune , je demandais aux êtres plus qu'ils ne pouvaient donner : une amitié continuelle , une émotion permanente.

Je sais leur demander maintenant moins qu'ils peuvent donner : une compagnie sans phrases . Et leurs émotions , leur amitié , leurs gestes nobles gardent à mes yeux leur valeur entière de miracle : un entier effet de la grâce .”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“Elle le regardait d'un curieux air indécis, comme si elle était partagée entre la foi qu'elle avait dans l’intelligence de son fils et sa certitude que la vie toute entière était faite d'un malheur contre lequel on ne pouvait rien qu'on pouvait seulement endurer .”
― Albert Camus, The First Man

“In the forest, while the others settled the baskets and dishtowels under the trees, Jacques helped Michel rub down the horses and fasten around their necks the gray-brown canvas nose bags, in which the horses chomped their jaws, opening and closing their large brotherly eyes or chasing away a fly with an impatient hoof.”
― Albert Camus, The First Man