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Mystery is never more than a mirage that vanishes as we draw near to look at it.

Simone de Beauvoir

I love you, with a touch of tragedy and quite madly.
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I Love You Mad Touch Tragedy
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
Modern woman is everywhere permitted to regard her body as capital for exploitation.
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Body Herself Woman
I wish that every human life might be pure transparent freedom.
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Freedom Human Myself
Capabilities are clearly manifested only when they have been realized.
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Ability Inspirational Worth
Man must not attempt to dispel the ambiguity of his being but, on the contrary, accept the task of realizing it.
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Acceptance Man
Ethics is the triumph of freedom over facticity.
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Freedom Moral Winner
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.
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Man Truth View 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
Weakness’ is weakness only in light of the aims man sets for himself, the instruments at his disposal and the laws he imposes.
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Himself Law Light Man Weakness
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
There is no justification for present existence other than its expansion into an indefinitely open future.
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Existence Future Justice Present
One can never know oneself but only narrate oneself.
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Be Yourself Oneself Philosophy
To catch a husband is an art; to hold him is a job.
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Art Husband Marriage
The whole world was nothing but an exile with no hope of a return.
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Hope Philosophy World
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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Believe Feeling God Life Religion Tragedy Yourself

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