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A day in which I don’t write leaves a taste of ashes.

Simone de Beauvoir

I would have to have a bit of heroism and get out of myself. But I love myself so much!
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Myself Self Love
The oppressor would not be so strong if he did not have accomplices among the oppressed.
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Oppression Philosophy Strong
Life is occupied in both perpetuating itself and in surpassing itself; if all it does is maintain itself, then living is only not dying.
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Death Life Live
History took hold of me and never let me go thereafter.
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History Let Go Myself
Representation of the world, like the world itself, is the work of men; they describe it from their own point of view, which they confuse with absolute truth.
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Man Truth View World
Self-consciousness is not knowledge but a story one tells about oneself.
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Knowledge Oneself Story
One’s life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others, by means of love, friendship, indignation and compassion.
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Compassion Friendship Life Love Oneself Value
Mystery is never more than a mirage that vanishes as we draw near to look at it.
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Mystery Philosophy
Literature took the place in my life that had once been occupied by religion: it absorbed me entirely, and transfigured my life.
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Life Literature Place Religion
That the child is the supreme aim of woman is a statement having precisely the value of an advertising slogan.
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Children Value Woman
Literature takes its revenge on reality by making it the slave of fiction.
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Literature Reality Revenge Slave
Whether you think of it as heavenly or as earthly, if you love life immortality is no consultation for death.
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Death Heaven Life Yourself
One always has to wait until the sugar melts, the memory dies, the wound scars over, the sun sets, the unhappiness lifts and fades away.
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Fade Happiness Memories Oneself Scars Sun Wait Wound
No one is more arrogant toward women, more aggressive or scornful, than the man who is anxious about his virility.
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Anger Man Woman
I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself.
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Independent Intelligence Love Myself
Her wings are cut and then she is blamed for not knowing how to fly.
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Blame Fly Herself Wings

A day in which I don’t write leaves a taste of ashes.

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