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To know what life is worth you have to risk it once in a while.

Jean-Paul Sartre

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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Change Myself Mystery Philosophy World
Existence is an imperfection.
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Existence Imperfection Instagram Captions One Liner
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
Three o’clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do.
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Time Yourself
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 think that is the big danger in keeping a diary: you exaggerate everything.
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Danger Myself Thinking Yourself
I have no religion, but if I were to choose one, it would be that of Shariati’s.
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Choice Myself Religion
We do not know what we want and yet we are responsible for what we are – that is the fact.
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Philosophy Responsible
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
For an occurrence to become an adventure, it is necessary and sufficient for one to recount it.
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Adventure Enough Necessary
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
People are like dice. We throw ourselves in the direction of our own choosing.
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Choice Direction Ourselves People
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
My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I’m going to sleep.
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Eyes Feeling Myself
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
It was odd, he thought, that a man could hate himself as though he were someone else.
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Hate Himself Man Self Love Thinking

To know what life is worth you have to risk it once in a while.

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