Libro El Extranjero De — Albert Camus

He pushed the priest away. Fell back on the cot. The sky outside his cell window was black, then violet, then the thinnest line of orange.

He felt the world’s tender indifference wash over him. It was like a mother. Quiet. Vast. Asking nothing. libro el extranjero de albert camus

He thought of Marie, who would soon find another yes. Of Salamano, who lost his dog. Of the Arab, whose name he never learned. He pushed the priest away

“I have only this life. I am sure of my death, and surer of my indifference. Your certainties are worth less than a woman’s tear. I am a stranger to you, to this world, to your God. But at least I am not a stranger to myself.” He felt the world’s tender indifference wash over him

The courtroom laughed. He did not understand why.

The Day the Sky Went Quiet

He was sentenced to death by guillotine.