I feel something troubling inside of me which scares me, an exhausting violence. But I accept the great adventure of being me.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRI feel something troubling inside of me which scares me, an exhausting violence. But I accept the great adventure of being me.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRFathers never have exactly the daughters they want because they invent a notion a them that the daughters have to conform to.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRI realized that even if we went on talking till Judgment Day, I would still find the time all too short.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRThat’s what I consider true generosity: You give your all, and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRI would have to have a bit of heroism and get out of myself. But I love myself so much!
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRCounselling man to treat her as a slave while persuading her that she is a queen.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRIt is dreadful to think that behind me my own past is no longer anything but shifting darkness.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRTo 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.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRI am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRBut it is impossible for anyone to say ‘I am sacrificing myself’ without feeling bitterness.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRWeakness’ is weakness only in light of the aims man sets for himself, the instruments at his disposal and the laws he imposes.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRYou have never had any confidence in him. And if he has no confidence in himself it is because he sees himself through your eyes.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRWhen someone you love dies you pay for the sin of outliving her with a thousand piercing regrets.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRIt is so tiring to hate someone you love.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRYou said something very true the other day: that for us, nudity begins with the face.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRThere is something in the New York air that makes sleep useless.
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