We were on 9th Street working when, all of a sudden, this guy comes walking by. Saul picked up his camera and started chasing this guy in a funny way. He’s shooting pictures and chasing him across the street, having this cat-and-mouse thing. He comes back and says in my ear in a low, conspiratorial voice, “Do you know who that was?” I did not. “That was Robert Frank.
Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn’t have to be a walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but “steal” some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.
— Albert Camus, from Notebooks, 1951-1959 (via wellareyou)