Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir
“On the day when it will be possible for woman to love not in her weakness but in 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 “
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Day 12: A book so emotionally draining, you couldn’t complete it or you had to set it aside for a bit: The Second Sex - Simone de Beauvoir
Not because it was difficult, or saddening, or painful - but because I really loved Simone de Beauvoir, and parts of her chapter on lesbians made me want to crawl through the book and slap her.
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It is old age, rather than death, that is to be contrasted with life. Old age is life’s parody, whereas death transforms life into a destiny: in a way it preserves it by giving it the absolute dimension. Death does away with time.
Simone de Beauvoir
“In the brilliant sunshine I felt the desire to take walks in muslin dresses completely soaked with my sweat, to stretch myself out in the grass without a thought, to take refuge in this sensual pleasure, in my body which doesn’t need to depend on anybody.”
— Simone de Beauvoir (1927)
“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.”
Simone de Beauvoir
"It would appear, then, that every female human being is not necessarily a woman; to be so considered she must share in that mysterious and threatened reality known as femininity. Is this attribute something secreted by the ovaries?"
- Simone de Beauvoir, The Second Sex (via iatethelastofthecorn)
"In horror, in terror, she accepted the metamorphosis — gnat, foam, ant, until death. And it’s only the beginning, she thought. She stood motionless, as if it were possible to play tricks with time, possible to stop it from following its course. But her hands stiffened against her quivering lips."
- Simone de Beauvoir (via marionon)
(Source: metiens)
