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My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I’m going to sleep.

Jean-Paul Sartre

Like all dreamers I confuse disenchantment with truth.
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Dream Myself Truth
I’d come to realize that all our troubles spring from our failure to use plain, clear-cut language.
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Failure Language Ourselves Spring
I want to leave, to go somewhere where I should be really in my place, where I would fit in, but my place is nowhere; I am unwanted.
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Leaving Myself Place Worth
As for me, I am mean: that means that I need the suffering of others to exist. A flame. A flame in their hearts. When I am all alone, I am extinguished.
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Alone Existence Heart Myself Suffering
It was odd, he thought, that a man could hate himself as though he were someone else.
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Hate Himself Man Self Love Thinking
It is disgusting – Why must we have bodies?
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Body Funny Philosophy
The consciousness that says ‘I am’ is not the consciousness that thinks.
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Myself Philosophy Spiritual Thinking
I can receive nothing more from these tragic solitudes than a little empty purity.
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Empty Myself Tragedy
Little flashes of sun on the surface of a cold, dark sea.
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Cold Darkness Sea Sun
There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours.
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Beautiful Oneself Ourselves Time
It is only in our decisions that we are important.
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Decision Important Ourselves
The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
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Escape Life Ourselves See
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
I had found my religion: nothing seemed more important to me than a book. I saw the library as a temple.
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Book Important Library Myself Religion
I found the human heart empty and insipid everywhere except in books.
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Book Empty Heart Human Myself
He is always becoming, and if it were not for the contingency of death, he would never end.
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Death End Himself

My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I’m going to sleep.

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