“I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn't.”
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<b>The masterpiece of Nobel Prize winner Albert Camus, now in a striking American English translation, <i>The Stranger </i>remains vital for its unsettling insights into the impossibility of moral certainty in the face of violence.</b><br><br><b>“Matthew Ward has done Camus and us a great service. <i>The Stranger </i>is now a different and better novel for its American readers; it is now our classic as well as France’s.”—<i>Chicago Sun-Times</i></b><br><br>Since it was first published in English, in 1946, Albert Camus’s first novel, <i>The Stranger </i>(L’etranger), has had a profound impact on millions of American readers. Through this story of an ordinary man who unwittingly gets drawn into a senseless murder on a sundrenched Algerian beach, Camus explored what he termed “the nakedness of man faced with the absurd.”<br><br>Now, in this illuminating translation, extraordinary for its exactitude and clarity, the original intent of <i>The Stranger </i>is made more immediate. This haunting novel has been given a new life for generations to come.
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“I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn't.”
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“It was as if that great rush of anger had washed me clean, emptied me of hope, and, gazing up at the dark sky spangled with its signs and stars, for the first time, the first, I laid my hear...”
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“If something is going to happen to me, I want to be there.”
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“To stay or to go, it amounted to the same thing.”
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“J'écoutais mon cœur. Je ne pouvais imaginer que ce bruit qui m'accompagnait depuis si longtemps pût jamais cesser.”
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“And, on a wide view, I could see that it makes little difference whether one dies at the age of thirty or threescore and ten—since, in either case, other men and women will continue living,...”
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“As if this great outburst of anger had purged all my ills, killed all my hopes, I looked up at the mass of signs and stars in the night sky and laid myself open for the first time to the ben...”
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“Mother used to say that however miserable one is, there’s always something to be thankful for. And each morning, when the sky brightened and light began to flood my cell, I agreed with her.”
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