The scorching blade slashed at my eyelashes and stabbed at my stinging eyes. That's when everything began to reel. The sea carried up a thick, fiery breath. It seemed to me as if the sky split open from one end to the other to rain down fire. My whole being tensed and I squeezed my hand around the revolver... I shook off the sweat and sun. I knew that I had shattered the harmony of the day, the exceptional silence of a beach where I'd been happy.
Part I, Chapter 6
Albert Camus
An interesting little fact: Are you familiar with 80's punk music? If so, I'm sure you remember The Cure's first single from the album Standing on the Beach which was derived from this novel.
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