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That’s what existence means: draining one’s own self dry without the sense of thirst.

Jean-Paul Sartre

You are — your life, and nothing else.
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Life Philosophy Yourself
There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours.
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Beautiful Oneself Ourselves Time
Your judgement judges you and defines you.
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Character Judgement Yourself
In love, one and one are one.
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Love One Liner Oneself
Better to die on one’s feet than to live on one’s knees.
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Death Live Oppression
You must be like me; you must suffer in rhythm.
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Music Myself Suffering Yourself
I wanted the moments of my life to follow and order themselves like those of a life remembered. You might as well try and catch time by the tail.
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Life Moments Myself Remember
There is a universe behind and before him. And the day is approaching when closing the last book on the last shelf on the far left; he will say to himself, “now what?
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Book Himself Philosophy Universe
I wanted my own words. But the ones I use have been dragged through I don’t know how many consciences.
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Myself Oneself Word
I can receive nothing more from these tragic solitudes than a little empty purity.
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Empty Myself Tragedy
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
We are our choices.
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Choice Ourselves
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.
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Distance Existence Greatness Heart
All men are Prophets or else God does not exist.
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Existence God Man
I exist. It is soft, so soft, so slow. And light: it seems as though it suspends in the air. It moves.
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Existence Light Myself
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

That’s what existence means: draining one’s own self dry without the sense of thirst.

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