To correct a natural indifference I was placed half-way between misery and the sun. Misery kept me from believing that all was well under the sun and the sun taught me that history wasn't everything.

Topic:

History,

Author:

Albert Camus

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Hence poetry is something more philosophic and of graver import than history since its statements are rather of the nature of universals whereas those of history are singulars.

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The thing about black history is that the truth is so much more complex than anything you could make up.

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