If we can’t be saints, let’s try at least to be healers

In this time of virus lockdown, social distancing and polarization, these lines from the final pages of The Plague by Albert Camus (1947) seem useful:

(He) decided then to write the account which ends here, in order not to be among those who stay silent, in order to leave at least a memory of the injustice and violence done to them, and to state simply what we learn in the midst of plagues, that in humankind there are more things to admire than things to despise. But he knew nevertheless that...