Capacity: Albert Camus and Speech Acts

capacity: But for months now I've been finding it hard to write, whether fiction or essays, and even to speak, according to Rabble. And once you lose your capacity to write and speak as you, dear friends, will certainly understand only too well you risk losing your capacity to think, too. Meaningful in its vulnerability, and powerful in its articulation, its bewilderment. What's left is an interior monologue, constantly revolving around itself, that finds no expression in outwardly directed speech acts and no clear-cut articulation in writing In a time of unknowing, silence, I was once told, silence and listening. About your conclusion, one recalls what Albert Camus' Dr. I would want to imagine such, in a season as strange as our earth's might be a call to hibernation; to humanity to stop a while and give itself over to a rejuvenating rest that might end with an unveiling of a spring of new possibilities. (www.immigrantscanada.com). As reported in the news.