When I was concerned with others, I was so out of pure condescension, in utter freedom, and all the credit went to me: my self-esteem would go up a degree. The novel takes place in Amsterdam and Paris and is told from the perspective of a man named Jean-Baptiste who speaks to you, the reader, directly. The novel was translated into English in 1957, a year after its first publishing in France.
I admitted only superiorities in me and this explained my good will and serenity. Author: Albert Camus 'The Fall' is a 1956 novel by the French writer, Albert Camus. Even in the fields in which it was easy for me to verify my inferiority–like tennis, for instance, in which I was but a passable partner–it was hard for me not to think that, with a little time and practice, I would surpass the best players. I always considered myself more intelligent than everyone else, as I’ve told you, but also more sensitive and more skillful, a crack shot, an incomparable driver, a better lover. I simply felt released in the regard to all the for the excellent reason that I recognized no equals. It is quite true that I always lived free and powerful. I could never talk without boasting, especially if I did so with that shattering discretion that was my specialty. I, I, I is the refrain of my whole life, which could be heard in everything I said. “I have to admit it humbly, mon cher compatriote, I was always bursting with vanity.
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