I Blamed Dr. Esposito for this, and She Said, "Thank you! I accept full responsiblity!"

I read another book by Albert Camus.

Apparently, I didn't ease into his books like I should have...I went straight from The Fall to The Stranger in which Camus explores what he termed, "the naked ness of man faced with the absurd."

Here's just a quick excerpt from the book:

He said that he had peered into it and that he had found nothing, gentlemen of the jury. He said the truth was that I didn't have a soul and that nothing human, not one of the moral principles that governm men's hearts, was within my reach. "Of course," he added, "we cannot blame him for this. We cannot complain that he lacks what it was not in his power to acquire. But here in this court the wholly negative virtue of tolerance must give way to the sterner but loftier virtue of justice. Especially when the emptiness of a man's heart becomes, as we find it has in this man, an abyss threatening to swallow up society.

If that doesn't cheer you up, I don't know what will...Haha!
Have a great week!