Existentialism, Camus and you

'I had become fascinated by him a year earlier.  On a whim, I spent some of my sixteenth-birthday money on his 1938 novel Nausea, mainly because I liked the Salvador Dali image on the Penguin cover: a bile-green rock formation and a dripping watch.  I also liked the cover blurb, which called Nausea 'a novel of the alienation of personality and the mystery of being.'  -Sarah Bakewell, the author of The Existentialist Cafe: Freedom, Being and Apricot Cocktails ...