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  •  Camus, but maybe not from L'Etranger? (1+ / 0-)
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    koNko

    I see it referenced as a poem, but am not sure of the original source: http://2lurvmc100.blogspot.com/...

    This Cody Wilson kid gives me the creeps.

    Just as a reminder, in Camus' existential book L'Etranger, the main character shoots and kills an Arab man on the beach, merely for flashing a knife at him.

    A plastic gun that escapes metal-detectors (unless one deliberately inserts an otherwise useless metal plug) -- this is not going to end well, someone's going to get hurt...

    •  Aha, from his posthumous "Notebooks 1935-1951," (2+ / 0-)
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      koNko, MrJayTee

      an unpublished fragment (and not a poem, per the above link).
      http://www.amazon.com/...

      The clouds thicken over the cloister and night gradually darkens the ledger stones [slabs] bearing the moral virtues attributed to the dead. If someone here told me to write a book on morality, it would have a hundred pages and ninety-nine would be blank. On the last page I should write: 'I recognize only one duty, and that is to love.' And as far as anything else is concerned, I say no. I say no with all my strength. The ledger stones will tell me that this is useless, that life is 'col sol levante, col sol cadente.' But I cannot see what my revolt loses by being useless, and I can feel what it gains.
      Even better, if you read French: http://classiques.uqac.ca/... (.DOC file, 33 pages)
      Les nuages grossissent au-dessus du cloître et la nuit peu à peu as-sombrit les dalles où s'inscrit la morale dont on dote ceux qui sont morts. Si j'avais à écrire ici un livre de morale, il aurait cent pages et 99 seraient blanches. Sur la dernière, j'écrirais : « Je ne connais qu'un seul devoir et c'est celui d'aimer. » Et, pour le reste, je dis non. Je dis non de toutes mes forces. Les dalles me disent que c'est inutile et que la vie est comme « col sol levante, col sol cadente ». Mais je ne vois pas ce que l'inutilité ôte à ma révolte et je sens bien ce qu'elle lui ajoute.

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