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.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRI could see no reason for being sad. It´s just that it makes me unhappy not to feel happy.
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One is not born, but rather becomes, a woman.
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But it is impossible for anyone to say ‘I am sacrificing myself’ without feeling bitterness.
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I am incapable of conceiving infinity, and yet I do not accept finity. I want this adventure that is the context of my life to go on without end.
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You have never had any confidence in him. And if he has no confidence in himself it is because he sees himself through your eyes.
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When you stubbornly give one man a chance, you arbitrarily deny it to another one.
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I tore myself away from the safe comfort of certainties through my love for truth – and truth rewarded me.
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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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To will oneself moral and to will oneself free are one and the same decision.
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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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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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One’s life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others, by means of love, friendship, indignation and compassion.
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Be loved, be admired, be necessary; be somebody.
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If you live long enough, you’ll see that every victory turns into a defeat.
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Girls are weighed down by restrictions, boys with demands – two equally harmful disciplines.
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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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