But it is impossible for anyone to say ‘I am sacrificing myself’ without feeling bitterness.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIRI tried to love you less. I couldn’t.
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She would never change, but one day at the touch of a fingertip she would fall to dust.
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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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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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Her wings are cut and then she is blamed for not knowing how to fly.
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I wish that every human life might be pure transparent freedom.
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There is no justification for present existence other than its expansion into an indefinitely open future.
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It is easier to put people in chains than to remove them if the chains bring prestige, said George Bernard Shaw.
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That the child is the supreme aim of woman is a statement having precisely the value of an advertising slogan.
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To lose confidence in one’s body is to lose confidence in oneself.
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One’s life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others, by means of love, friendship, indignation and compassion.
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Because we are separated everything separates us, even our efforts to join each other.
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The characteristic feature of all ethics is to consider human life as a game that can be won or lost and to teach man the means of winning.
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I could see no reason for being sad. It´s just that it makes me unhappy not to feel happy.
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Society cares about the individual only in so far as he is profitable. The young know this. Their anxiety as they enter in upon social life matches the anguish of the old as they are excluded from it.
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When someone you love dies you pay for the sin of outliving her with a thousand piercing regrets.
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