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Albert Camus once wrote:
To work and create 'for nothing', to sculpt in clay, to know that one's creation has no future, to see one's work destroyed in a day, while being aware that fundamentally, this has no more importance than building for centuries - this is the difficult wisdom that absurd thought sanctions.Why don't I get these absurd thoughts? Why is absurdity so rare, yet so beautiful?
Posted by Abhilash Ravishankar
Labels: Philosophy
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