The Outsider It is a novel of Albert Camus in his earlier period. The main character named as Meursault, is a typical rebel person who owns incompatible thinking in contrast with those others living in the society. To represent this, the author had depicted a lot of Meursault’s behaviors in extreme outstanding and abnormal ways in a wide scope of his novel. Well, it may not be acceptable unless you are reading it absorbedly ecstatically trying to consider what’s concentrated idea the author was going to express. Not an ordinary plot- how dramatic it is!- it shows the main character smoked and drank coffee with milk in front of her mother’s coffin that was regarded by others as showing no respect and sadness to his mother’s death in the beginning. And even more, he had a sexual relationship with Marie a very day after the funeral. Later on, actions against legalism and ethics, he became a helper of his friend and neighbour taking revenge on their opponents. Further involved in the lawsuit, he felt no concerning about if he would win or being judged to be a prisoner waiting for execution having no right to persist on his smoking habit. He seems to be no heart to care about the judgment’s result, others’ discrimination or the one standing by his side and defend him in the venue, his attorney’s teaching. The end of the book comes to the execution of the main character. It is just similar to what the main character facing of ending of Kafka's novel, “the Trail”. However, seems to be more complete, “the Outsider” has such concluded lines: “As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself — so like a brother, really — I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate.” And what it actually reflects in the novel? Just from my poor little mind, I believe nobody can tell the solid answers even if the author himself. After all, literature is not a way requesting absolute answers.