By Albert Camus
Time will slowly heal me and pull me out of misery. But I hope karma slowly gives you wounds that you deserve in your destiny.
Nobody deserves misery but sometimes it’s just your turn.
When by the power of evil karma, misery is being tested, may the tutelary deities dissipate the misery.
Whatever a man might do, whatever misery or heartache your children might give you – and they give you a lot – however much your parents irritate you – it doesn’t matter because you love them.
If at any moment Time stays his hand, it is only when we are delivered over to the miseries of boredom.
If God made this world, then I would not want to be the God. It is full of misery and distress that it breaks my heart.
The safest way of not being very miserable is not to expect to be very happy.
That is what we do each time we see someone who falls in love with evil strategies, until we hurl him into misery, so he may learn to fear the Gods.
I weep for the liberty of my country when I see at this early day of its successful experiment that corruption has been imputed to many members of the House of Representatives, and the rights of the people have been bartered for promises of office.
Distorted history boasts of bellicose glory… and seduces the souls of boys to seek mystical bliss in bloodshed and in battles.
The pride of aiming at more knowledge, and pretending to more perfection, is the cause of Man’s error and misery.
Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends.
Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery.
The charm of history and its enigmatic lesson consist in the fact that, from age to age, nothing changes and yet everything is completely different.
That men do not learn very much from the lessons of history is the most important of all the lessons that history has to teach.
So long as men worship the Caesars and Napoleons, Caesars and Napoleons will duly arise and make them miserable.
Amour is the one human activity of any importance in which laughter and pleasure preponderate, if ever so slightly, over misery and pain.
De Sade is the one completely consistent and thoroughgoing revolutionary of history.
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
I simply can’t build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death… I think… peace and tranquillity will return again.