Camus wrote: “This very heart which is mine will forever remain indefinable to me. Between the certainty I have of my existence and the content I try to give to that assurance, the gap will never be filled. Forever I shall be a stranger to myself. In psychology as in logic, there are truths but no truth.”
Nevertheless, there is always going to be a yearning or a longing for something. And in this regard, Camus said: “I am speaking here of decency. But I want to know beforehand if thought can live in those deserts.”
In other words, even if the heart seeks decency, thought deviates from it and strays into the erotic. In a word, desire.