Albert Camus Quotes

No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.

If I love you, what business is it of yours?

She needed him to be him. Even if he could not be hers.

No human being can ever 'own' another, whether in friendship, love, marriage, or parenthood.

We use the same possessive pronouns for everything, but do we own our lives or sisters or husbands in the same way we own our shoes? Do we own any of them at all?

But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

Life cannot be without relationship, but we have made it so agonizing and hideous by basing it on personal and possessive love. Can one love and yet not possess? You will find the true answer not in escape, ideals, beliefs but through the understanding of the causes of dependence and possessiveness.

To be possessed when you are a child is just a wonderful feeling. It makes you feel safe. It makes you feel loved. But later if anyone tried to possess me - oh boy, I was out of there.

Isn't it possible, he wondered, for one person to love another without trying to own each other? Or is that buried so deep in our genes that we can never get it out? Territoriality.

You've never been in love," she said. "You don't understand." "If being in love means giving up your freedom, not to mention your opportunities," Caitlin said, "Then I haven't missed anything.

Are you mine?” Yes. “Are you mine?” Yes. “Are you mine?” No. “No?” No. I loved being yours. But now I’m mine, which is all I ever was, in the end.

If you love something let it go.. if it comes back its yours

A summer breeze can be very refreshing; but if we try to put it in a tin can so we can have it entirely to ourselves, the breeze will die. Our beloved is the same. He is like a breeze, a cloud, a flower. If you imprison him in a tin can, he will die. Yet many people do just that. They rob their loved one of his liberty, until he can no longer be himself. They live to satisfy themselves and use their loved one to help them fulfill that. That is not loving; it is destroying.

True love can exist only in freedom from possession.

That's how I believed relationships worked: You go into town, pick up the girl you want, then ride off into the mountains and the townsfolk can't get them back.

Love is perfect in proportion to it's freedom.

It all depends on whether you have things, or they have you.

If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.

If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they're yours; if they don't they never were.

I want a man in my life, not in my house.

If I find the person that I love, it is because I love them, not because I will be dependent on them.

I like my life alone. I mean, I love being with friends, and I love kissing and loving someone to pieces. But it's hard to find someone who doesn't ultimately start judging you and your choices.

Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom.

Caring for but never trying to own may be a further way to define friendship.

I hate jealousy, I hate possessiveness. I'm nobody's possession.