Without memories, without hope, they lived for the moment only. indeed, the here and now had come to mean everything to them. For there is no denying that the plague had gradually killed off in all of us the faculty not of love only but even of friendship. Naturally enough, since love asks something of the future, and nothing was left us but a series of present moments.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the importance of memories and hope in life, suggesting that without them, people focus solely on the present.
In this quote, Albert Camus illustrates how the absence of memories and hope due to the plague leads people to live entirely in the present moment. He argues that love and friendship, which rely on a vision of the future, become difficult to sustain when individuals are stripped of their capacity to dream and remember, resulting in a narrow existence defined only by immediate experiences.
In practice
In a discussion about the impacts of crises on human relationships.
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.
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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.
We should come home from adventures, and perils, and discoveries every day with new experience and character.
No man is such a conqueror, as the one that has defeated himself.
God is very merciful to those whom He sees struggling heart and soul for spiritual realization. But remain idle, without any struggle, and you will see that His grace will never come.
No American should be killed by a drone on American soil without first being charged with a crime, without first being found guilty of a crime by a court.
How can we expect a harvest of thought who have not had a seedtime of character?
I embarked on my life - I didn't do anything. I don't have an explanation.
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