A minute later
she asked me
if I loved her.
I told her
it didn't mean
anything but that
I didn't think so.
-- Albert Camus, "The Stranger"
(trans. Matthew Ward)
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October 7, 2008
September 8, 2008
Sun
By now the sun was overpowering.
It shattered
into little pieces
on the sand and water.
- Albert Camus, "The Stranger"
(translated by Matthew Ward)
It shattered
into little pieces
on the sand and water.
- Albert Camus, "The Stranger"
(translated by Matthew Ward)
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