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What is an adult? A child blown up by age.

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.
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Acceptance Adventure Feeling Myself Scare Violence
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
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
Death itself does not frighten me; it is the jump I am afraid of.
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Death Myself Scare
I would have to have a bit of heroism and get out of myself. But I love myself so much!
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Myself Self Love
Freedom is the source from which all significations and all values spring. It is the original condition of all justification of existence.
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Existence Freedom Spring Value
You have never had any confidence in him. And if he has no confidence in himself it is because he sees himself through your eyes.
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Confidence Eyes Himself See Yourself
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
Her wings are cut and then she is blamed for not knowing how to fly.
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Blame Fly Herself Wings
You said something very true the other day: that for us, nudity begins with the face.
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Body Naked True Yourself
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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Character Game Human Life Teaching Win
One of the benefits that oppression secures for the oppressor is that the humblest among them feels superior.
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Feeling Humble Oppression Secure
A day in which I don’t write leaves a taste of ashes.
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Myself Poet Taste Writing
The body is the instrument of our hold on the world.
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Body Spiritual World
If you point out that they’re walking in shit they scream it’s you that have dirty feet.
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Blame Character Yourself
Every individual concerned to justify his existence feels that his existence involves an undefined need to transcend himself, to engage in freely chosen projects.
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Existence Feeling Freedom

What is an adult? A child blown up by age.

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