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I’ve dropped out of their hearts like a little sparrow fallen from its nest. So gather me up, dear, fold me to your heart – and you’ll see how nice I can be.

Jean-Paul Sartre

I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.
JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

Existence Myself Philosophy
It is therefore senseless to think of complaining since nothing foreign has decided what we feel, what we live, or what we are.
JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

Decision Feeling Live Thinking
I am not asking for sensational revelations, but I would like to sense the meaning of that minute, to feel it’s urgency.
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Feeling Myself
Consciousness is a being the nature of which is to be conscious of the nothingness of its being.
JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

Nature Philosophy Spiritual
A madman’s ravings are absurd in relation to the situation in which he finds himself, but not in relation to his madness.
JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

Himself Mad Man Philosophy
We do not know what we want and yet we are responsible for what we are – that is the fact.
JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

Philosophy Responsible
Existence is not something which lets itself be thought of from a distance; it must invade you suddenly, master you, weigh heavily on your heart like a great motionless beast – or else there is nothing at all.
JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

Distance Existence Greatness Heart
I think of death only with tranquility, as an end. I refuse to let death hamper life. Death must enter life only to define it.
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Death End Life Myself Thinking
My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I’m going to sleep.
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Eyes Feeling Myself
If I became a philosopher, if I have so keenly sought this fame for which I’m still waiting, it’s all been to seduce women basically.
JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

Myself Philosophy Woman
In football everything is complicated by the presence of the opposite team.
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Presence Sport Team
Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.
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Born Death Existence Philosophy Reason Weakness
Like all dreamers I confuse disenchantment with truth.
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Dream Myself Truth
To think new thoughts you have to break the bones in your head.
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Break Change Thinking Yourself
Death is a continuation of my life without me.
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Death Deep Life Philosophy Yourself
I confused things with their names: that is belief.
JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

Believe Myself

I’ve dropped out of their hearts like a little sparrow fallen from its nest. So gather me up, dear, fold me to your heart – and you’ll see how nice I can be.

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I’ve dropped out of their hearts like a little sparrow fallen from its nest. So gather me up, dear, fold me to your heart – and you’ll see how nice I can be.

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