“If those whom we begin to love could know us as we were before meeting them … they could perceive what they have made of us.”
Remembering Camus, who died on this day in 1960, with his sensitive insights into happiness and love, illustrated by @wendymachttps://www.brainpickings.org/2014/06/16/albert-camus-diary-wendy-macnaughton/ …
He was murdered by the KGB—whose "artistic" stooges you continuously praise.