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People who live in society have learnt how to see themselves, in mirrors, as they appear to their friends. I have no friends: is that why my flesh is so naked?

Jean-Paul Sartre

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Act Feeling Passion
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
Your judgement judges you and defines you.
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Character Judgement Yourself
Nothingness haunts Being.
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Human One Liner
My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I’m going to sleep.
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Eyes Feeling Myself
I am a mere breath of air; a formless thought that thinks of you.
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Life is a useless passion.
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Life One Liner Passion
You must be like me; you must suffer in rhythm.
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Music Myself Suffering Yourself
I found the human heart empty and insipid everywhere except in books.
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Book Empty Heart Human Myself
It’s strange. I felt less lonely when I didn’t know you.
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Feeling Lonely Myself Strange
As far as men go, it is not what they are that interests me, but what they can become.
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Man Philosophy Transformation
Freedom is what we do with what is done to us.
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You’re lucky. I’m always conscious of myself —in my mind. Painfully conscious.
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Mindset Myself Pain Yourself
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 am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.
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Eat Existence Live Myself Tree
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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