My deep affection and appreciation for this novel primarily stemmed from the way that it depicted love. Not only did it depict a more traditional, stereotypical “We were born for each other” teen-romance kind of affectionate romantic love (Milkman with the girl in part 2) but it also portrayed many many different kinds of love. Each and every character in the novel loves someone or something; Macon Dead loves money, power, and status, Hagar holds an obsessive love for Milkman, there’s Lena’s reverse maternal love, to Guitar’s sociopathic love for ‘all black people’, etc. It was beautiful how Morrison interwove all these characters together tangling them in love for different things each with unique motives and desires (basically Morrison is just friggin amazing and jesus would I like to gush about how this novel is so amazing but I can’t because that would take a whole lot of time and space, which I don’t have, so this parenthesis is all ...
In the beginning of The Stranger we the readers are provided startling glimpses of Meursault’s indifferent nature and the startling consequences of his neutrality. Although Meursault’s indifference sometimes allows him to sit back and relax in the moment within a hectic, worry-filled society, as seen through his afternoon spent looking out the window, pleasantly watching the people in the streets below, but on the flip side, his indifference also lets him turn a blind-eye to the evils within the society, characterized by Raymond and the cruel beating his former-lover which Meursault helped instigate. Meursault’s indifference is caused by his near obsession with his comfort in the present time. For example, he takes irrational decisions such as helping Raymond because his present comfort overrides the expense of the heavy repercussions that would be far in the future, and his ind ifference to both the evil and the good in the world allows him to take any decisions he likes. I...