Freedom is what we do with what is done to us.
JEAN-PAUL SARTREExistence 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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Existence is prior to essence.
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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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I said to myself, ‘I want to die decently’.
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There is only one day left, always starting over: It is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.
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One always dies too soon – or too late. And yet one’s whole life is complete at that moment, with a line drawn neatly under it, ready for the summing up. You are — your life, and nothing else.
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A man is involved in life, leaves his impress on it, and outside of that there is nothing.
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Better a good journalist than a poor assassin.
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A madman’s ravings are absurd in relation to the situation in which he finds himself, but not in relation to his madness.
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I suppose it is out of laziness that the world is the same day after day. Today it seemed to want to change. And then anything, anything could happen.
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She believed in nothing. Only her scepticism kept her from being an atheist.
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Better to die on one’s feet than to live on one’s knees.
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I have no religion, but if I were to choose one, it would be that of Shariati’s.
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Consciousness is a being the nature of which is to be conscious of the nothingness of its being.
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Little flashes of sun on the surface of a cold, dark sea.
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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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