“She too was afraid of death. “If I could overcome that fear, I’d be happy… .” Immediately, a nameless anguish seized her. She drew back from Marcel. No, she was overcoming nothing, she was not happy, she was going to die, in truth, without having been liberated. Her heart pained her; she was stifling under a huge weight that she suddenly discovered she had been dragging around for twenty years. Now she was struggling under it with all her strength. She wanted to be liberated even if Marcel, even if the others, never were!”—from Exile and the Kingdom by Albert Camus
“She walked along without seeing anyone, bent under a tremendous and sudden fatigue, dragging her body, whose weight now seemed to her unbearable. Her exaltation had left her. Now she felt too tall, too thick, too white too for this world she had just entered. […] What would she do there henceforth except to drag herself toward sleep, toward death?”—from Exile and the Kingdom by Albert Camus
I need a theme or something. At first, I got this Tumblr for the mere fact that it is a random-format kind of blog, but so far I’ve mainly used it just to reblog things other people have posted that I like. Fear not, though! I will sleep on this and come back fresh.