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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

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
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
To will oneself moral and to will oneself free are one and the same decision.
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Decision Freedom Oneself Willing
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 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
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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Born Genius Impossible Oneself Presence
To catch a husband is an art; to hold him is a job.
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Art Husband Marriage
All success cloaks a surrender.
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Success
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
When someone you love dies you pay for the sin of outliving her with a thousand piercing regrets.
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Death Love Pay Regret Sin Yourself
I was made for another planet altogether. I mistook the way.
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Mistake Myself
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
I enjoyed my exhaustion, though; I liked overdoing things.
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Enjoyment Myself
Her wings are cut and then she is blamed for not knowing how to fly.
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Blame Fly Herself Wings

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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