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Jean-Paul Sartre

Man is condemned to be free. Condemned, because he did not create himself, in other respect is free; because, once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does. ― Jean-Paul Sartre, Existentialism and Human Emotions (Citadel Press,January 1, 1994) First published January 1, 1957.

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Jean-Paul Sartre

Existentialism isn’t so atheistic that it wears itself out showing that God doesn’t exist. Rather, it declares that even if God did exist, that would change nothing. — Jean-Paul Sartre / 1905-1980 / Existentialism and Humanism (‎ Methuen & Co Ltd; Reprint edition, January 1, 1955)

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Octavio Paz

Human love is the union of two beings subject to time and its accidents: change, sickness, death. Although it does not save us from time, it opens it a crack, so that in a flash love’s contradictory nature is manifest: that vivacity which endlessly destroys itself and is reborn, which is always both now and… Continue reading Octavio Paz

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Octavio Paz

We are time and cannot escape its dominion. We can transfigure it but not deny it or destroy it. This is what the great artists, poets, philosophers, scientists, and certain men of action have done. Love, too, is an answer: because it is time and made of time, love is at once consciousness of death… Continue reading Octavio Paz

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