It is necessary to fall in love... if only to provide an alibi for all the random despair you are going to feel anyway.
Interpretation
Falling in love can serve as a justification for the inevitable sadness we experience in life.
This quote by Albert Camus suggests that the experience of love is essential, even if it is accompanied by pain and despair. The notion is that love can provide meaning and a reason for the emotional struggles we face, transforming the random despair into a more comprehensible part of our human experience.
In practice
This quote is perfect for a discussion on the complexities of love in a psychological seminar.
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.
She wore far too much rouge last night and not quite enough clothes. That is always a sign of despair in a woman.
Titus Andronicus, my lord the Emperor_x000D_ _x000D_ Sends thee this word, that, if thou love thy sons,_x000D_ _x000D_ Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old Titus,_x000D_ _x000D_ Or any one of you, chop off your hand_x000D_ _x000D_ And send it to the King: he for the same_x000D_ _x000D_ Will send thee hither both thy sons alive,_x000D_ _x000D_ And that shall be the ransom for their fault.
I hope never to marry in this way; I wish to make my wife happy, but not to become rich by her means, so I will let things alone and enjoy my golden freedom till I am so well off that I can support both wife and children.
I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.
When you showed someone how you felt, it was fresh and honest. When you told someone how you felt, there might be nothing behind the words but habit or expectation. Those three words were what everyone used; simple syllables couldn't contain something as rare as what I felt for Sean. I wanted him to feel what I felt when I was with him: that incredible combination of comfort, decadence, and wonder; the knowledge that, with just a single taste of him, I was addicted.
She liked the way his smile took a long time to arrive and just as long to leave.
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