Simone de Beauvoir - Love Quotes

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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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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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If I had amnesia, I'd be almost like other men. Perhaps I'd even be able to love you.

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I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself.

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She was beautiful, with a beauty so severe and so solitary that at first it was startling. "Ah! If only there were two of me," she thought, "one doing the talking and one listening, one living and one watching, how I would love myself. I'd envy no one."

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Religion could do no more for my mother than the hope of posthumous success could do for me. Whether you think of it as heavenly or as earthly, if you love life immortality is no consolation for death.

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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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She was ready to deny the existence of space and time rather than admit that love might not be eternal.

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I tore myself away from the safe comfort of certainties through my love for truth — and truth rewarded me.

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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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Ah! if only there were two of me, one who spoke and the other who listened, one who lived and the other who watched, how I would love myself! I'd envy no one.

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On the day when it will be possible for woman to love not in her weakness but in her strength, not to escape herself but to find herself, not to abase herself but to assert herself—on that day love will become for her, as for man, a source of life and not of mortal danger.

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Jealousy is not contemptible, real love has a beak and claws.

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Between women love is contemplative; caresses are intended less to gain possession of the other than gradually to re-create the self through her; separateness is abolished, there is no struggle, no victory, no defeat; in exact reciprocity each is at once subject and object, sovereign and slave; duality become mutuality.

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