The Fall  by Albert Camus

Your success and happiness are forgiven you only if you generously consent to share them. But to be happy it is essential not to be too concerned with others. Consequently, there is no escape. Happy and judged, or absolved and wretched.

I like people who dream or talk to themselves interminably; I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere.

But the heart has its own memory and I have forgotten nothing.