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- Camus, Albert 1913-1960. French writer and philosopher whose works, such as The Stranger (1942) and The Plague (1947), concern the absurdity of the human condition. He won the 1957 Nobel Prize for literature.
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- proper n. A botanical plant name author abbreviation for botanist Giulio Camus (1847-1917).
- proper n. A surname.
- proper n. Albert Camus, French author and philosopher
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- n. See camis.
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- See camous, camoused.
- n. See camis.
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- n. French writer who portrayed the human condition as isolated in an absurd world (1913-1960)
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Through his late twenties and early thirties he drove deeper and deeper into them, hovering over what, according to Albert Camus, is the only serious question human beings have to deal with.
Active and highly creative, Camus is in the centre of interest in the literary world, even outside of France.
One may wonder, of course, where Camus is heading by his insistence on a Kierkegaardian sense of guilt whose bottomless abyss is omnipresent, for one always has the feeling that the author has reached a turning point in his development.
The term "absurd" occurs often in Camus's writings, so that one may call it a leitmotif in his work, developed in all its logical moral consequences on the levels of freedom, responsibility, and the anguish that derives from it.
Even today, the man Camus is aware of this great French overseas territory, and the writer in him is often pleased to recall this fact.
The Nobel Laureate for this year, Albert Camus, is an example of this evolution.
There are plenty of replies to Carey’s argument. you could start with the arguments implicit in Camus’ “Exile and the Kingdom,” proceed through PL Travers’ “What the Bee Knows,” and continue on to present-day curmudgeon Dan Schneider on his Cosmoetica board, meanwhile stopping in briefly at Jose Arguelles’ “The Transformative Vision.”
I was out of brandy so I had to use some cognac Camus, which is so good, the French named one of their best writers after it but oh! the aroma! and oh! the curtains nearly caught fire.
They had not sold the idea to the workers or the larger society, which, to paraphrase Camus's comment in the early 1950s, so longed for peace that they were willing to accept inequities.
To paraphrase Camus, I belong to the antiwar movement despite the antiwar movement.