The plague (original: 1947; edição: 1948)

In the small coastal city of Oran, Algeria, rats begin rising up from the filth, only to die as bloody heaps in the streets. Shortly after, an outbreak of the bubonic plague erupts and envelops the human population.

Albert Camus' The Plague is a brilliant and haunting rendering of human perseverance and futility in the face of a relentless terror born of nature.

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might seem strange to come out swinging with "the plague is a fairytale" but i'm sticking with it. i wrote down so many quotes while i was reading and i won't replicate them all here but the real thing this book made me feel is that humanity is all we have, and there is so much GOOD in the world, and it is our responsibility to do all that we can for each other's safety and happiness and - life. life itself. that it's harder to be human than to be a saint but that we must try. that there can be happy endings amongst all the hardships, though the hardships will never cease. this book means a lot to me. i finished it in a state of shock, and understanding; like for a moment camus had offered me a window into his complete understanding of absurdism and allowed me to experience that, to feel it.

of course, it barely even needs saying that this book is particular resonant In These Unprecedented Times, but the more i read, the more it became clear that the plague is not only about the plague. this is a book for all seasons. for everything. harrowing and life-affirming all at once. maybe a bit of a heavy read right now - but like, i did this to myself, and i came out the other end feeling stronger. so take that as you will. ( )

Interesantísima novela existencialista. La lectura perfecta en tiempos pandémicos. Es increíble comprobar cómo los sentimientos y pensamientos de los seres humanos continúan siendo los mismos. ( )