A Happy Death

by Albert Camus

We don’t have time to be ourselves. We only have time to be happy.

And what I’ve noticed is that there’s a kind of spiritual snobbism in certain ‘superior beings’ who think that money isn’t necessary for happiness. Which is stupid, which is false, and to a certain degree cowardly.

happy nations have no history.”

“You make the mistake of thinking you have to choose, that you have to do what you want, that there are conditions for happiness. What matters—all that matters, really—is the will to happiness, a kind of enormous, ever-present consciousness.

If I’m happy, it’s because of my bad conscience. I had to get away and reach this solitude where I could face—in myself, I mean—what had to be faced, what was sun and what was tears …

“No one is happy relatively—for a longer or shorter time. You’re happy or you’re not. That’s all. And death has nothing to do with it—death is an accident of happiness, in that case.”

booo get off the stage