“For nothing in the world is it worth turning one’s back on what one loves. Yet that is what I’m doing, though why I do not know.” He sank back on the cushion. “That’s how it is,” he added wearily, “and there’s nothing to be done about it. So let’s recognize the fact and draw the conclusions.” “What conclusions?” “Ah,” Rieux said, “a man can’t cure and know at the same time. So let’s cure as quickly as we can. That’s the more urgent job.”
