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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.

Simone de Beauvoir

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
The oppressor would not be so strong if he did not have accomplices among the oppressed.
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Oppression Philosophy Strong
If I were the earth it would disgust me, all this vermin on my back, I’d shake it off.
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Earth Myself
Every war, every revolution, demands the sacrifice of a generation, of a collectivity, by those who undertake it.
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Demand Sacrifice War
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
If the feminine issue is so absurd, is because the male’s arrogance made it a discussion.
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Arrogant Mad Man
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
She was ready to deny the existence of space and time rather than admit that love might not be eternal.
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Existence Herself Love Space Time
A man attaches himself to woman — not to enjoy her, but to enjoy himself.
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Attachment Enjoyment Himself Man Woman
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
Ethics is the triumph of freedom over facticity.
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Freedom Moral Winner
That’s what I consider true generosity: You give your all, and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.
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Feeling Generosity Myself True
What would Prince Charming have for occupation if he had not to awaken the Sleeping beauty?
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Fantasy Perspective
Literature takes its revenge on reality by making it the slave of fiction.
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Literature Reality Revenge Slave
Today, however, we are having a hard time living because we are so bent on outwitting death.
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Death Hard Time Live
To lose confidence in one’s body is to lose confidence in oneself.
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Body Confidence Lose Oneself

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