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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.

Simone de Beauvoir

She would never change, but one day at the touch of a fingertip she would fall to dust.
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Change Fall Herself Touch
I tried to love you less. I couldn’t.
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Break Up Love Myself Try
History took hold of me and never let me go thereafter.
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History Let Go Myself
Be loved, be admired, be necessary; be somebody.
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Admire Love Necessary Self Love
A man never begins by presenting himself as an individual of a certain sex; it goes without saying that he is a man.
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Beginning Himself Man Sex
If you point out that they’re walking in shit they scream it’s you that have dirty feet.
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Blame Character Yourself
Sex pleasure in women is a kind of magic spell; it demands complete abandon; if words or movements oppose the magic of caresses, the spell is broken.
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Break Magic Sex Woman
Ethics is the triumph of freedom over facticity.
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Freedom Moral Winner
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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Creation Lost Love Youth
The oppressor would not be so strong if he did not have accomplices among the oppressed.
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Oppression Philosophy Strong
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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Easy People
It is in the knowledge of the genuine conditions of our lives that we must draw our strength to live and our reasons for living.
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Knowledge Live Ourselves Reason Strength
If the feminine issue is so absurd, is because the male’s arrogance made it a discussion.
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Arrogant Mad Man
The sin of smiling whilst Louise was weeping, the sin of shedding my own tears and not hers. The sin of being another being.
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Hurt Sin Smile Tears
The whole world was nothing but an exile with no hope of a return.
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Hope Philosophy World
The body is not a thing, it is a situation: it is our grasp on the world and our sketch of our project.
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Body Philosophy World

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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