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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

To be oneself, simply oneself, is so amazing and utterly unique an experience that it’s hard to convince oneself so singular a thing happens to everybody.
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Be Yourself Experience Oneself
To will oneself moral and to will oneself free are one and the same decision.
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Decision Freedom Oneself Willing
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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Love Perspective Understand
History took hold of me and never let me go thereafter.
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History Let Go Myself
There is only one solution if old age is not to be an absurd parody of our former life, and that is to go on pursuing ends that give our existence a meaning.
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Age Existence Life Mad Oneself
Authentic love must be founded on reciprocal recognition of two freedoms.
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Freedom Love Philosophy
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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Existence Feeling Freedom
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
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
I am incapable of conceiving infinity, and yet I do not accept finity. I want this adventure that is the context of my life to go on without end.
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Acceptance Adventure End Life Myself
She was ready to deny the existence of space and time rather than admit that love might not be eternal.
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Existence Herself Love Space Time
The whole world was nothing but an exile with no hope of a return.
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Hope Philosophy World
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
Counselling man to treat her as a slave while persuading her that she is a queen.
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Herself Man Slave Woman Empowerment
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
I tried to love you less. I couldn’t.
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Break Up Love Myself Try

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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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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