All I maintain is that on this earth there are pestilences and there are victims, and it's up to us, so far as possible, not to join forces with the pestilences. That may sound simple to the point of childishness; I can't judge if it's simple, but I know it's true.
Interpretation
We must recognize and resist the harmful influences in our lives.
In this quote, Albert Camus asserts that throughout history, there are destructive forces, likened to 'pestilences', that prey on the vulnerable, the 'victims'. He emphasizes the responsibility we all have to consciously choose our actions and not support or align with these negative forces, suggesting that while this concept may seem straightforward, its truth is profound and significant.
In practice
During a speech at a community rally against injustice, one might quote Camus to inspire collective action.
The Poor Man whom everyone speaks of, the Poor Man whom everyone pities, one of the repulsive Poor from whom charitable souls keep their distance, he has still said nothing. Or, rather, he has spoken through the voice of Victor Hugo, Zola, Richepin. At least, they said so. And these shameful impostures fed their authors. Cruel irony, the Poor Man tormented with hunger feeds those who plead his case.
The certainty of a God giving meaning to life far surpasses in attractiveness the ability to behave badly with impunity. The choice would not be hard to make. But there is no choice and that is where the bitterness comes in. The absurd does not liberate; it binds.
Between history and the eternal I have chosen history because I like certainties. Of it, at least, I am certain, and how can I deny this force crushing me.
Don't wait for the last judgment - it takes place every day.
A single sentence will suffice for modern man. He fornicated and read the papers. After that vigorous definition, the subject will be, if I may say so, exhausted.
At times I feel myself overtaken by an immense tenderness for these people around me who live in the same century.
A rabbit's foot may bring good luck to you, but it brought none to the rabbit.
Why should some people have such a hard time during their few years on this earth?
Of course, any simplification runs the risk of mutilating reality; but it helps us establish perspectives.
If we were faultless we should not be so much annoyed by the defects of those with whom we associate.
Who has fully realized that history is not contained in thick books but lives in our very blood?
Organs, faculties, powers, capacities, or whatever else we call them; grow by use and diminish from disuse, it is inferred that they will continue to do so. And if this inference is unquestionable, then is the one above deduced from it-that humanity must in the end become completely adapted to its conditions-unquestionable also. Progress, therefore, is not an accident, but a necessity.
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