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Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.

Jean-Paul Sartre

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People are like dice. We throw ourselves in the direction of our own choosing.
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Choice Direction Ourselves People
It is disgusting – Why must we have bodies?
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Body Funny Philosophy
Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.
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Deep Philosophy Result Silence Word
I think of death only with tranquility, as an end. I refuse to let death hamper life. Death must enter life only to define it.
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Death End Life Myself Thinking
Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.
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Deep Eyes Ruin Smile
Little flashes of sun on the surface of a cold, dark sea.
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Cold Darkness Sea Sun
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
I can receive nothing more from these tragic solitudes than a little empty purity.
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Empty Myself Tragedy
That’s what existence means: draining one’s own self dry without the sense of thirst.
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Existence Oneself Philosophy
For an occurrence to become an adventure, it is necessary and sufficient for one to recount it.
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Adventure Enough Necessary
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
Better to die on one’s feet than to live on one’s knees.
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Death Live Oppression
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
I am a mere breath of air; a formless thought that thinks of you.
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Breathe Myself Thinking Yourself
You must be like me; you must suffer in rhythm.
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Music Myself Suffering Yourself
It’s strange. I felt less lonely when I didn’t know you.
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Feeling Lonely Myself Strange

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