You made me come to Paris. You pestered me to start living again. Well, now it's up to you to make my life… — Simone de Beauvoir
You made me come to Paris. You pestered me to start living again. Well, now it's up to you to make my life livable. You mustn't let three whole days go by without coming to see me. … You wanted me to take notice of you. Now nothing else matters to me. I know you're alive and I feel emptiness inside me when you're away.
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That's what I consider true generosity. You give your all, and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.
One day I'll be old, dead, forgotten. And at this very moment, while I'm sitting here thinking these things, a man in a dingy hotel room is thinking, "I will always be here."
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If you live long enough, you'll see that every victory turns into a defeat.
