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.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRI 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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I tore myself away from the safe comfort of certainties through my love for truth – and truth rewarded me.
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Every individual concerned to justify his existence feels that his existence involves an undefined need to transcend himself, to engage in freely chosen projects.
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Girls are weighed down by restrictions, boys with demands – two equally harmful disciplines.
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To abstain from politics is in itself a political attitude.
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It is easier to put people in chains than to remove them if the chains bring prestige, said George Bernard Shaw.
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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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To will oneself moral and to will oneself free are one and the same decision.
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When someone you love dies you pay for the sin of outliving her with a thousand piercing regrets.
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Fathers never have exactly the daughters they want because they invent a notion a them that the daughters have to conform to.
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If you live long enough, you’ll see that every victory turns into a defeat.
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I would have to have a bit of heroism and get out of myself. But I love myself so much!
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One is not born a genius, one becomes a genius; and the feminine situation has up to the present rendered this becoming practically impossible.
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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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A day in which I don’t write leaves a taste of ashes.
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I love you, with a touch of tragedy and quite madly.
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