The Fall

by Albert Camus

In fact, if you want to get yourself known, all you have to do is to kill your concierge. Unfortunately, the reputation you gain will prove ephemeral, because there are so many concierges who deserve the knife – and get it.

I have never truly been sincere and enthusiastic except when I used to play sports and, in the army, when I took part in the plays that we put on for our own enjoyment. In both cases, there was a set of rules, which was not serious, though you pretended to take it seriously. Even today, Sunday football matches in a crowded stadium, and the theatre, which I have loved with a unique passion, are the only places where I feel innocent.