I wish that every human life might be pure transparent freedom.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRTo catch a husband is an art; to hold him is a job.
More Simone de Beauvoir Quotes
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The sin of smiling whilst Louise was weeping, the sin of shedding my own tears and not hers. The sin of being another being.
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Be loved, be admired, be necessary; be somebody.
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Youth and what the Italians so prettily call stamina. The vigor, the fire, that enables you to love and create. When you’ve lost that, you’ve lost everything.
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When someone you love dies you pay for the sin of outliving her with a thousand piercing regrets.
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She was not to look beyond herself for the meaning of her life.
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I enjoyed my exhaustion, though; I liked overdoing things.
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Weakness’ is weakness only in light of the aims man sets for himself, the instruments at his disposal and the laws he imposes.
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Representation of the world, like the world itself, is the work of men; they describe it from their own point of view, which they confuse with absolute truth.
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Society cares about the individual only in so far as he is profitable. The young know this. Their anxiety as they enter in upon social life matches the anguish of the old as they are excluded from it.
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People seem to think that if you keep your head empty you automatically fill your balls.
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One is not born a genius, one becomes a genius; and the feminine situation has up to the present rendered this becoming practically impossible.
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What would Prince Charming have for occupation if he had not to awaken the Sleeping beauty?
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Change your life today. Don’t gamble on the future, act now, without delay.
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Capabilities are clearly manifested only when they have been realized.
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She would never change, but one day at the touch of a fingertip she would fall to dust.
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