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He is always becoming, and if it were not for the contingency of death, he would never end.

Jean-Paul Sartre

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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Heart Myself
It is disgusting – Why must we have bodies?
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Body Funny Philosophy
I am myself and I am here.
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Myself One Liner
Do you think that I count the days? There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.
JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

Philosophy Start Thinking Yourself
Only the guy who isn’t rowing has time to rock the boat.
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Destroy Man Philosophy
Life begins on the other side of despair.
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Beginning Life
The worst part about being lied to is knowing you weren’t worth the truth.
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Lying Truth Worst Worth Yourself
Existence is prior to essence.
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Existence One Liner
I am a mere breath of air; a formless thought that thinks of you.
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Breathe Myself Thinking Yourself
One could only damage oneself through the harm one did to others. One could never get directly at oneself.
JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

Deep Direction Oneself Philosophy
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
Like all dreamers I confuse disenchantment with truth.
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Dream Myself Truth
Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.
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Deep Eyes Ruin Smile
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?
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Appearance Friendship Learning Live Naked People See
Better a good journalist than a poor assassin.
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Death Goodness
Nothing happens while you live. The scenery changes, people come in and go out, that’s all. There are no beginnings. Days are tacked on to days without rhyme or reason, an interminable, monotonous addition.
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Beginning Change Live People Reason Yourself

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