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One always has to wait until the sugar melts, the memory dies, the wound scars over, the sun sets, the unhappiness lifts and fades away.

Simone de Beauvoir

Literature takes its revenge on reality by making it the slave of fiction.
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Literature Reality Revenge Slave
I feel something troubling inside of me which scares me, an exhausting violence. But I accept the great adventure of being me.
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Acceptance Adventure Feeling Myself Scare Violence
A man never begins by presenting himself as an individual of a certain sex; it goes without saying that he is a man.
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Beginning Himself Man Sex
Ethics is the triumph of freedom over facticity.
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Freedom Moral Winner
No one is more arrogant toward women, more aggressive or scornful, than the man who is anxious about his virility.
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Anger Man Woman
What would Prince Charming have for occupation if he had not to awaken the Sleeping beauty?
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Fantasy Perspective
I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself.
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Independent Intelligence Love Myself
She was ready to deny the existence of space and time rather than admit that love might not be eternal.
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Existence Herself Love Space Time
Death itself does not frighten me; it is the jump I am afraid of.
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Death Myself Scare
One always has to wait until the sugar melts, the memory dies, the wound scars over, the sun sets, the unhappiness lifts and fades away.
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Fade Happiness Memories Oneself Scars Sun Wait Wound
What is an adult? A child blown up by age.
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Age Children Perspective
Mystery is never more than a mirage that vanishes as we draw near to look at it.
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Mystery Philosophy
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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Hurt Sin Smile Tears
One’s life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others.
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Life Oneself Value
It was easier for me to think of a world without a creator than of a creator burdened with all the contradictions in the world.
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Creation Easy Thinking World
If I were the earth it would disgust me, all this vermin on my back, I’d shake it off.
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Earth Myself

One always has to wait until the sugar melts, the memory dies, the wound scars over, the sun sets, the unhappiness lifts and fades away.

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