Albert Camus’ The Stranger

From back of novel: “A terrifying picture of a man victimized by life itself–he is a faceless man, who has committed a pointless murder–it is a book whose unrelenting grip upon our consciousness has not diminished to this day.”

I fear that if I talk too much about this book, I’ll give away the whole plot because it was so short. I felt so much for the narrator. I wanted to be right there with him, and help him through, even though he makes it seem as though he’s just fine. It was a beautiful book.