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I love you, with a touch of tragedy and quite madly.

Simone de Beauvoir

I feel something troubling inside of me which scares me, an exhausting violence. But I accept the great adventure of being me.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIR

Acceptance Adventure Feeling Myself Scare Violence
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
That the child is the supreme aim of woman is a statement having precisely the value of an advertising slogan.
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Children Value Woman
Life is occupied in both perpetuating itself and in surpassing itself; if all it does is maintain itself, then living is only not dying.
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Death Life Live
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
You said something very true the other day: that for us, nudity begins with the face.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIR

Body Naked True Yourself
What would Prince Charming have for occupation if he had not to awaken the Sleeping beauty?
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Fantasy Perspective
I love you, with a touch of tragedy and quite madly.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIR

I Love You Mad Touch Tragedy
To abstain from politics is in itself a political attitude.
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Attitude Politics
I was made for another planet altogether. I mistook the way.
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Mistake Myself
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
Man may reproach women for their dissimulation, but his complacency must be great indeed for him to be so constantly duped.
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Greatness Himself Man Woman
If the feminine issue is so absurd, is because the male’s arrogance made it a discussion.
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Arrogant Mad Man
Modern woman is everywhere permitted to regard her body as capital for exploitation.
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Body Herself Woman
A day in which I don’t write leaves a taste of ashes.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIR

Myself Poet Taste Writing
To will oneself moral and to will oneself free are one and the same decision.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIR

Decision Freedom Oneself Willing

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