"At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face"
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Absurdity, for Camus, isn’t a mood you go hunting for in a library; it’s a cheap shot the world lands on you between errands. “At any street corner” does a lot of work: it drags metaphysics down to sidewalk level, where routines are supposed to protect us. You’re crossing with the light, thinking about dinner, and suddenly the whole performance of adulthood flickers - job, plans, obligations - and you notice how arbitrary it all is. The force of the line is its ambush quality. Absurdity “can strike” suggests violence and speed, not contemplation. You don’t reason your way into it; it happens to you.
The subtext is Camus’s signature clash: our hunger for meaning versus a world that refuses to supply it. A street corner is a crossroads in miniature, a place of direction and decision, but also of traffic, noise, and anonymity. It’s where you’re most replaceable, most exposed to the indifferent machinery of the city. That’s why “any man” matters: not a poet, not a saint, not a depressive - just any person with a pulse and a schedule. The absurd isn’t an elite diagnosis; it’s a mass condition.
Contextually, this sits inside Camus’s postwar sensibility: modern life as repetitive labor, social scripts, and institutional jargon, all newly haunted by the awareness that history can erase you overnight. The intent isn’t to romanticize despair; it’s to normalize the shock so he can pivot to his real provocation: if meaning won’t arrive, you still have to decide how to live, eyes open, without the comfort of lies.
The subtext is Camus’s signature clash: our hunger for meaning versus a world that refuses to supply it. A street corner is a crossroads in miniature, a place of direction and decision, but also of traffic, noise, and anonymity. It’s where you’re most replaceable, most exposed to the indifferent machinery of the city. That’s why “any man” matters: not a poet, not a saint, not a depressive - just any person with a pulse and a schedule. The absurd isn’t an elite diagnosis; it’s a mass condition.
Contextually, this sits inside Camus’s postwar sensibility: modern life as repetitive labor, social scripts, and institutional jargon, all newly haunted by the awareness that history can erase you overnight. The intent isn’t to romanticize despair; it’s to normalize the shock so he can pivot to his real provocation: if meaning won’t arrive, you still have to decide how to live, eyes open, without the comfort of lies.
Quote Details
| Topic | Meaning of Life |
|---|---|
| Source | The Myth of Sisyphus (essay), Albert Camus, 1942 — commonly cited source for this quotation. |
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