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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.

Simone de Beauvoir

Be loved, be admired, be necessary; be somebody.
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Admire Love Necessary Self Love
Today, however, we are having a hard time living because we are so bent on outwitting death.
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Death Hard Time Live
I tried to love you less. I couldn’t.
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Break Up Love Myself Try
It is easier to put people in chains than to remove them if the chains bring prestige, said George Bernard Shaw.
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Easy People
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
The body is not a thing, it is a situation: it is our grasp on the world and our sketch of our project.
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Body Philosophy World
I would have to have a bit of heroism and get out of myself. But I love myself so much!
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Myself Self Love
Death itself does not frighten me; it is the jump I am afraid of.
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Death Myself Scare
I realized that even if we went on talking till Judgment Day, I would still find the time all too short.
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Judgement Love Myself Relationship Time
Modern woman is everywhere permitted to regard her body as capital for exploitation.
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Body Herself Woman
If so few female geniuses are found in history, it is because society denies them any means of expression.
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Expression Female Genius History
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
Whether you think of it as heavenly or as earthly, if you love life immortality is no consultation for death.
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Death Heaven Life Yourself
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
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
I enjoyed my exhaustion, though; I liked overdoing things.
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Enjoyment Myself

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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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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