What is your opinion about the phrase:'the sun taught me that history doesn't have the...?

This page makes me think of the way that Buddhists describe the different “realms” or states of being that sentient beings can find themselves in. According to this scheme, our karma (the causal momentum of our actions) propels us into distinct modes of being that range from the “Hellish” realms of profound suffering up to the “Deva” realm of bliss. On a basic level, these can be taken as the cirstances of our existence: the form of our bodies, our personal allotment of ease or hardship, disease or health, etc. But on a more profound level, these realms are the frames of mind with which we confront our cirstances: the deep despair of the Hellish realm, the enslavement to impulse of the Animal realm, the insouciance of the Devas. Seen in this way, we can begin our day as “hungry ghosts”, be “fighting titans” by lunchtime and go to bed as “humans”. This cycle of states is pictured as a wheel, because we circle endlessly from one to another. Even the exalted diva realm is impermanent, and it’s just a matter of time until we find ourselves back in the lower realms (just ask Britney Spears). In this broad spectrum of realms, the most desirable, from the Buddhist point of view, is the human realm. It’s right there in the middle of the spectrum, or, as Camus put it in the sentence that precedes your quote, “…à mi-chemin entre la misère et le soleil (halfway between misery and the sun)”. This is seen as a privileged position because, unlike the realms of greater suffering below it, the Human is neither so mired in despair that she is unable to aspire to anything better, nor so driven by craving and habit that she is unable to marshal her will for change. And unlike the higher realms, the Human is aware enough of suffering to be spurred to escape it. We are Human when we both feel keenly the suffering of our existence and can harness our will to escape from the cycle altogether. Pardon this little excursion through Buddhist psychology, but I see Camus’ imagery as a perfect summary of the Human realm. When he says, “la misère m'empêcha de croire que tout est bien sous le soleil et dans l'histoire”, he captures this very Human awareness of the suffering in the world and acknowledges that history holds out little hope that this will ever change. And yet, when he says, “le soleil m'apprit que l'histoire n'est pas tout”, he manifests the other hallmark of humanity: the intuitive understanding that we aren’t bound by our dismal history; that we have the capacity to transcend “la misère”, contrary to what history would have us believe. We glimpse that possibility of transcendence whenever our eye opens to the beauty of the moment, Camus’ “soliel”.