freedom of the heart

I have a habit of digressing from the books I’m currently reading. I look up and read the writings of one of my three favorite writers: Albert Camus, Thomas Merton, and Antoine de Saint-Exupéry.
“I don’t envy anyone anything, which is my right, but I am not always mindful of the wants of others and this robs me of imagination, that is to say, kindness…
But all I want to emphasize is that poverty does not necessarily involve envy. Even later when a serious illness temporarily deprived me of the natural vigor that always transfigured everything for me, in spite of invisible infirmities and new weaknesses this illness brought, I may have known fear and discouragement, but never bitterness…
In the end it encouraged that freedom of the heart, that slight detachment from human concerns, which has always saved from resentment..
I feel humility, in my heart of hearts, only in the presence of the poorest lives or the greatest adventures of the mind.
Since these pages were written I have grown older and lived through many things.I have learned to recognize my limits and nearly all my weaknesses.
There is no love of life without despair of life…
…Yes, nothing prevents one from dreaming, in the very hour of exile, since at least I know this, with sure and certain knowledge: a man’s work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.”
excerpts from : Preface, The Wrong Side and the Right Side, Lyrical and Critical Essays, Albert Camus.

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