All oppression creates a state of war. And this is no exception.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRGirls are weighed down by restrictions, boys with demands – two equally harmful disciplines.
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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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Literature takes its revenge on reality by making it the slave of fiction.
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That the child is the supreme aim of woman is a statement having precisely the value of an advertising slogan.
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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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The word love has by no means the same sense for both sexes, and this is one cause of the serious misunderstandings that divide them.
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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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There’s something tragic about you. Your feeling for the absolute. You were made to believe in God and spend your life in a convent.
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There is no justification for present existence other than its expansion into an indefinitely open future.
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But it is impossible for anyone to say ‘I am sacrificing myself’ without feeling bitterness.
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She was ready to deny the existence of space and time rather than admit that love might not be eternal.
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I love you, with a touch of tragedy and quite madly.
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Authentic love must be founded on reciprocal recognition of two freedoms.
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One can never know oneself but only narrate oneself.
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Man may reproach women for their dissimulation, but his complacency must be great indeed for him to be so constantly duped.
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Youth and what the Italians so prettily call stamina. The vigor, the fire, that enables you to love and create. When you’ve lost that, you’ve lost everything.
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