taken from: camus' 1956 novel the falloriginal text:

[...] Thus I progressed on the surface of life, in the realm of words as it were, never in reality. All those books barely read, those friends barely loved, those cities barely visited, those women barely possessed! I went through the gestures out of boredom or absent-mindedness. Then came the human beings, they wanted to cling, but there was nothing to cling to, and that was unfortunate - for them. As for me, I forgot. I never remembered anything but myself. [...]

about the quoted person:algerian/french writer and philosopher. well-known for his novels the stranger and the plague. he explains his philosophy in his two bundles of essays called the myth of sisyphus and the rebel.see albert camus for a comprehensive biography.see also: