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I said to myself: Perhaps there is nothing in the world I cling to as much as this feeling of adventure; but it comes when it pleases; it is gone so quickly and how empty I am once it has left me. Does it, ironically, pay me these short visits in order to show me that I have wasted my life?
From Nausea by Jean-Paul Sartre, translated by LLoyd Alexander (via demise-of-sanity)
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.
From Nausea by Jean-Paul Sartre (via itsfromabook)
Usually existence hides itself. It is there, around us, in us, is us , you can’t say two words without mentioning it, but you can never touch it.
From Nausea by Jean-Paul Sartre (via collageriae)