| Quote #10
The four o’clock sun wasn’t too hot, but the water was warm, with slow, gently lapping waves. Marie taught me a game. (1.4.1)
Warmth – not heat – puts Meursault in a happy mood. We’re trying to establish some sort of system here, but it could be that the associations are devoid of logic and reasoning – much like an absurdist world. Ooooh.
| Quote #11
I’d left my window open, and the summer night air flowing over our brown bodies felt good. (1.4.2)
For Meursault, happiness is the result of physical pleasures.
| Quote #12
Once out in the street, because I was so tired and also because we hadn’t opened the blinds, the day, already bright with sun, hit me like a slap in the face. (1.6.2)
This looks a lot like the scene where the sun "cuts" Meursault’s eyes (just before he kills the Arab).