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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.

Simone de Beauvoir

You said something very true the other day: that for us, nudity begins with the face.
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Body Naked True Yourself
Counselling man to treat her as a slave while persuading her that she is a queen.
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Herself Man Slave Woman Empowerment
When you stubbornly give one man a chance, you arbitrarily deny it to another one.
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Man Philosophy
One is not born, but rather becomes, a woman.
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Born Oneself Woman
That’s what I consider true generosity: You give your all, and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.
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Feeling Generosity Myself True
I tried to love you less. I couldn’t.
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Break Up Love Myself Try
There is no justification for present existence other than its expansion into an indefinitely open future.
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Existence Future Justice Present
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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Man Truth View World
I was made for another planet altogether. I mistook the way.
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Mistake Myself
I enjoyed my exhaustion, though; I liked overdoing things.
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Enjoyment Myself
Life is occupied in both perpetuating itself and in surpassing itself; if all it does is maintain itself, then living is only not dying.
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Death Life Live
Man is defined as a human being and a woman as a female — whenever she behaves as a human being she is said to imitate the male.
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Human Man Woman
It is in the knowledge of the genuine conditions of our lives that we must draw our strength to live and our reasons for living.
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Knowledge Live Ourselves Reason Strength
Mystery is never more than a mirage that vanishes as we draw near to look at it.
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Mystery Philosophy
I love you, with a touch of tragedy and quite madly.
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I Love You Mad Touch Tragedy
Her wings are cut and then she is blamed for not knowing how to fly.
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Blame Fly Herself Wings

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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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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