“ So close to death, Maman must have felt free then and ready to live it all again. Nobody, nobody, had the right to cry over her. And I felt ready to live it all again too. As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world.
Albert Camus The Stranger
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