Spiritsoul:

Vad är det för någon bok?

O light! This is the cry of all the characters of ancient drama brought face to face with their fate. This last resort was ours, too, and I knew it now. In the middle of winter I at last discovered that there was in me an invincible summer.
Return to Tipasa (1952)
Variant translation: In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
As translated in Lyrical and Critical Essays (1968), p. 169; also in The Unquiet Vision : Mirrors of Man in Existentialism (1969) by Nathan A. Scott, p. 116
http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Albert_Camus

Spiritsoul:

Utan något vackert

Snackar vi porr nu eller?

Floppsen:

Snackar vi porr nu eller?

Nej.