Albert Camus Quotes

I think life's an irrational obsession.

The realization that life is absurdand cannot be an end, but only abeginning. This is a truth nearly allgreat minds have taken as their starting point.

It even feels absurd to be writing or singing a song at all - in the context of actual death, being alive feels absurd.

My search not only failed, but I convinced myself that all those who had searched like myself had failed also, and come like me to the despairing conviction that the only absolute knowledge man can possess is this—that life is without a meaning.

Life's nonsense pierces us with strange relation.

I took a test in Existentialism. I left all the answers blank and got 100.

Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.

It’s an incredibly exciting thing, this one, meaningless life of yours.

Like most people of my generation, I fell in love with the philosophy of existentialism.

Philosophically I am, or at least have been, a follower of Sartre. I am very interested in the choices we make, or don't make, in life-defining matters. That moment of 'angst' and its consequences can be such a cruel thing.

I saw that philosophy had no power to make my life more bearable. Thus I lost my belief in philosophy.

Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.

The meaning of life is life.

Basically, at the very bottom of life, which seduces us all, there is only absurdity, and more absurdity. And maybe that's what gives us our joy for living, because the only thing that can defeat absurdity is lucidity.

The absurd depends as much on man as on the world. For the moment, it is all that links them together.

When I'm lying in my bed I think about life and I think about death and neither one particularly appeals to me.

'Hamlet' is one of the most dangerous things ever set down on paper. All the big, unknowable questions like what it is to be a human being; the difference between sanity and insanity; the meaning of life and death; what's real and not real. All these subjects can literally drive you mad.

I was looking for what the meaning of life was.

Everything has been figured out, except how to live.

Any art worthy of its name should address 'life', 'man', 'nature', 'death' and 'tragedy'.

It is not in the world of ideas that life is lived. Life is lived for better or worse in life, and to a man in life, his life can be no more absurd than it can be the opposite of absurd, whatever that opposite may be.

To be, or not to be, that is the question.

Without knowing what I am and why I am here, life is impossible.

Life has become the ideology of its own absence.

I'm a card-carrying existentialist.