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

Simone de Beauvoir

Sex pleasure in women is a kind of magic spell; it demands complete abandon; if words or movements oppose the magic of caresses, the spell is broken.
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Break Magic Sex Woman
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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Love Perspective Understand
Capabilities are clearly manifested only when they have been realized.
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Ability Inspirational Worth
One is not born, but rather becomes, a woman.
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Born Oneself Woman
I tried to love you less. I couldn’t.
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Break Up Love Myself Try
One’s life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others.
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Life Oneself Value
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
Weakness’ is weakness only in light of the aims man sets for himself, the instruments at his disposal and the laws he imposes.
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Himself Law Light Man Weakness
Counselling man to treat her as a slave while persuading her that she is a queen.
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Herself Man Slave Woman Empowerment
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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Compassion Friendship Life Love Oneself Value
I love you, with a touch of tragedy and quite madly.
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I Love You Mad Touch Tragedy
There is no justification for present existence other than its expansion into an indefinitely open future.
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Existence Future Justice Present
All oppression creates a state of war. And this is no exception.
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Creation Oppression War
Literature takes its revenge on reality by making it the slave of fiction.
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Literature Reality Revenge Slave
You said something very true the other day: that for us, nudity begins with the face.
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Body Naked True Yourself
Youth and what the Italians so prettily call stamina. The vigor, the fire, that enables you to love and create. When you’ve lost that, you’ve lost everything.
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Creation Lost Love Youth

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

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