Journal #17

Quotes:
Because I'd had my eyes closed, the whiteness of the room seemed even brighter than before. (9)

Above the hills that separate Marengo fro the sea, the sky was streaked with red. (12)
the screws o the casket had been tightened and that there were four men wearing black in the room. (14)
a small black tie wiht a knot that was too small for the big white collar of his shirt...strange, floppy thick-rimmed ears suck out thorugh his fine, white hair, and I was struck by their blood-red color (15)
the houses standing out here against that red and green earth (15)
molded out of the same black mud. I felt a little lost between the blue and white of the sky and the monotony of the colors around methe sticky black of the tar, the dull black fo all the clothes, and the shiny black of the hearse (17)
the red geraniums on the graves in the cemetary, the blood-red earth... the white flesh of the roots (18)
I had th ewhole sky in my eyes and it was blue and gold (20)
I was wearing a black tie(20)
a wardrobe whose mirror has gone yellow (21)
girl with a big pink bow and black patent-leather shoes. Behind them, and enormous mother, in a brown silk dress.(22)
above the rooftops the sky had taken on a reddish glow(23)
the light from the streetcars would glint off someone's shiny hari, or off a smile or a silver bracelet.. the sky already blue (24)
The sky was green (26)
Salamano has reddish scabs on his face and wispy yellow hair. (27)
Then he said, You're yellow (29)
Thesis: Camus uses brilliant imagery in the first half of the novel to contrast with the bleak and emotionless descriptions in the second half. He does this to show that the penal system does not keep the prisoner in, it keeps the beauty in life out.