“ The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself. ”
And he knew, also, what the old man was thinking as his tears flowed, and he, Rieux, thought it too: that a loveless world is a dead world, and always there comes an hour when one is weary of prisons, of one's work, and of devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart.
~ Albert Camus
Nothing in life is worth,turning your back on,if you love it.
Human relationships always help us to carry on because they always presuppose further developments, a future - and also because we live as if our only task was precisely to have relationships with other people.
What made me run away was doubtless not so much the fear of settling down, but of settling down permanently in something ugly.
