Quotation by Albert Camus

I shook off the sweat and the sun. I understood that I had destroyed the balance of the day, the exceptional silence of a beach where I had been happy. Then I shot four more times at an inert body which the bullets penetrated without appearing so. And it was like four brief knocks that I struck on the door of misfortune.
Albert Camus (1913–1960), French-Algerian novelist, dramatist, philosopher. Meursault at the moment when he murders the Arab, in The Stranger, p. 89, Gallimard (1942).
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