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ee0d504
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I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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a36295c
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Hell is--other people!
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people
hell
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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bcc369b
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It's quite an undertaking to start loving somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment right at the start where you have to jump across an abyss: if you think about it you don't do it.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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I am alone in the midst of these happy, reasonable voices. All these creatures spend their time explaining, realizing happily that they agree with each other. In Heaven's name, why is it so important to think the same things all together.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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876e23e
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When the rich wage war it's the poor who die.
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war
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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70a939f
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Three o'clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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47dc4a8
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You are -- your life, and nothing else.
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life
self
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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f953823
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Life begins on the other side of despair.
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inspirational
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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a40eb3d
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My thought is me: that's why I can't stop. I exist because I think... and I can't stop myself from thinking. At this very moment - it's frightful - if I exist, it is because I am horrified at existing. I am the one who pulls myself from the nothingness to which I aspire.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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779f8af
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I want to leave, to go somewhere where I should be really in my place, where I would fit in . . . but my place is nowhere; I am unwanted.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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7e99feb
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I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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1e5e9fa
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It is therefore senseless to think of complaining since nothing foreign has decided what we feel, what we live, or what we are.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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e0a6d9b
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So this is hell. I'd never have believed it. You remember all we were told about the torture-chambers, the fire and brimstone, the "burning marl." Old wives' tales! There's no need for red-hot pokers. Hell is--other people!"
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people
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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92b545d
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Ha! to forget. How childish! I feel you in my bones. Your silence screams in my ears. You may nail your mouth shut, you may cut out your tongue, can you keep yourself from existing? Will you stop your thoughts.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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0d0f9f9
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Man is nothing else but what he makes of himself.
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responsibility
freedom
sartre
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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0282fbc
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I suppose it is out of laziness that the world is the same day after day. Today it seemed to want to change. And then anything, anything could happen.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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e7cc08f
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I am. I am, I exist, I think, therefore I am; I am because I think, why do I think? I don't want to think any more, I am because I think that I don't want to be, I think that I . . . because . . . ugh!
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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e5ccb71
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I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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04d2594
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This is what I thought: for the most banal even to become an adventure, you must (and this is enough) begin to recount it. This is what fools people: a man is always a teller of tales, he sees everything that happens to him through them; and he tries to live his own life as if he were telling a story. But you have to choose: live or tell.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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e853f03
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She smiled and said with an ecstatic air: "It shines like a little diamond", "What does?" "This moment. It is round, it hangs in empty space like a little diamond; I am eternal."
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life
moments
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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1c4ba75
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Il n'y a de realite que dans l'action
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action
reality
philosophy
inspirational
handeln
existentialism
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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8dafe1c
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Il n'y a de realite que dans l'action. (There is no reality except in action.)
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reality
philosophy
inspirational
handeln
existentialism
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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35be297
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I have crossed the seas, I have left cities behind me, and I have followed the source of rivers towards their source or plunged into forests, always making for other cities. I have had women, I have fought with men ; and I could never turn back any more than a record can spin in reverse. And all that was leading me where ? To this very moment...
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existentialist
nausea
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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6406e4e
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Man is what he wills himself to be.
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no-exit
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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99fe3da
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I felt myself in a solitude so frightful that I contemplated suicide. What held me back was the idea that no one, absolutely no one, would be moved by my death, that I would be even more alone in death than in life.
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Jean Paul Sartre |
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f093d69
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Through the lack of attaching myself to words, my thoughts remain nebulous most of the time. They sketch vague, pleasant shapes and then are swallowed up; I forget them almost immediately.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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0bcc06b
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You must be like me; you must suffer in rhythm.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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dfa1222
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I had found my religion: nothing seemed more important to me than a book. I saw the library as a temple.
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words
library
literature
reading
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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87d4d7f
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People who live in society have learnt how to see themselves, in mirrors, as they appear to their friends. I have no friends: is that why my flesh is so naked?
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friends
mirrors
naked
society
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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6c9f2f1
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L'enfer, c'est les autres.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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68cd917
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Nothing happens while you live. The scenery changes, people come in and go out, that's all. There are no beginnings. Days are tacked on to days without rhyme or reason, an interminable, monotonous addition.
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inspirational
nausea
monotony
sartre
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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e50b4c0
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I never could bear the idea of anyone's expecting something from me. It always made me want to do just the opposite.
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personality
life
personal
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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e8a8853
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In life man commits himself and draws his own portrait, outside of which there is nothing. No doubt this thought may seem harsh to someone who has not made a success of his life. But on the other hand, it helps people to understand that reality alone counts, and that dreams, expectations and hopes only serve to define a man as a broken dream, aborted hopes, and futile expectations.
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philosophy
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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9885f20
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There is only one day left, always starting over: It is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.
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inspirational
carpe-diem
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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7083023
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To know what life is worth you have to risk it once in a while.
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hœderer
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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0d09618
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As for me, I am mean: that means that I need the suffering of others to exist. A flame. A flame in their hearts. When I am all alone, I am extinguished.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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b3e1aef
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You know, it's quite a job starting to love somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment, in the very beginning, when you have to jump across a precipice: if you think about it you don't do it.
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love
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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6e2ef2d
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Little flashes of sun on the surface of a cold, dark sea.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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444fac2
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For many have but one resource to sustain them in their misery, and that is to think, "Circumstances have been against me, I was worthy to be something much better than I have been. I admit I have never had a great love or a great friendship; but that is because I never met a man or a woman who were worthy of it; if I have not written any very good books, it is because I had not the leisure to do so; or, if I have had no children to whom I ..
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meaning
life
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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122e21b
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I exist. It is soft, so soft, so slow. And light: it seems as though it suspends in the air. It moves.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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0d9eb11
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The individual's duty is to do what he wants to do, to think whatever he likes, to be accountable to no one but himself, to challenge every idea and every person.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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9895a7f
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Nothingness lies coiled in the heart of being - like a worm.
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meaning
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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73c6fd5
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There is a universe behind and before him. And the day is approaching when closing the last book on the last shelf on the far left; he will say to himself, "now what?"
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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6674582
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Anything, anything would be better than this agony of mind, this creeping pain that gnaws and fumbles and caresses one and never hurts quite enough.
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Jean-Paul Sartre |