First, it is important to explain how I came about reading this book. In my Class “Personal Adjustment” which focuses on the psychology of personal growth, a student asked if I had read “The Stranger” when we were discussing “Man’s Search for Meaning.” I hadn’t, and replied as such. She asked if she lent it to me would I read it. In my typically short but honest manner, I replied I wouldn’t: I had no time currently for enjoyment reading, and had a stack of books I was anxious to get to once I did. Furthermore, I don’t read fiction. On the day of the final exam for this class, she handed me the book.
Since the semester is over and I found myself with some free time, I opened and began reading. I was almost immediately immersed in the book. It is a very short book, and I finished it, reading it casually, in about three sittings. I was astounded at its poignancy. The book is eloquently written. Despite the sparsity of its length, it delves into topics of life’s meaning, death, and how each of us (as beautifully illustrated through the wording of the characters) creates the meaning we take from events.
I would actually enjoy discussing this book, interpretations of the main character, and its meaning with others. The book will be a highly recommended read by me for anyone interested in existential thought.