Simone de Beauvoir
Simone de Beauvoir
Simone Lucie Ernestine Marie Bertrand de Beauvoir; 9 January 1908 – 14 April 1986) was a French writer, intellectual, existentialist philosopher, political activist, feminist and social theorist. Though she did not consider herself a philosopher, she had a significant influence on both feminist existentialism and feminist theory...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth9 January 1908
CountryFrance
feminism doe inferiority
When an individual is kept in a situation of inferiority, the fact is that he does become inferior.
attitude women inequality
The American woman's inequality with men is proved by her defiant attitude.
women world body
Woman is determined not by her hormones or by mysterious instincts, but by the manner in which her body and her relation to the world are modified through the action of others than herself.
women independence today
The women of today are in a fair way to dethrone the myth of femininity; they are beginning to affirm their independence in concrete ways; but they do not easily succeed in living completely the life of a human being.
genius becoming impossible
One is not born a genius, one becomes a genius; and the feminine situation has up to the present rendered this becoming practically impossible.
death time destiny
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.
acceptance different passive
To make oneself an object, to make oneself passive, is a very different thing from being a passive object.
teacher retirement holiday
Retirement may be looked upon either as a prolonged holiday or as a rejection, a being thrown on to the scrap-heap.
stupid stubborn faces
In the face of an obstacle which is impossible to overcome, stubbornness is stupid.
running writing sleep
I willingly trust myself to chance. I let my thoughts wander, I digress, not only sitting at my work, but all day long, all night even. It often happens that a sentence suddenly runs through my head before I go to bed, or when I am unable to sleep, and I get up again and write it down.
kind habit
Habit has a kind of poetry.
balance detectives stories
I went to get a detective story. You have to kill time. But time will kill me too - and there´s the true, preestablished balance.
contentment complacency steps
It's not a very big step from contentment to complacency.
journey expectations crumbling
The day had been spent in the expectation of these hours, and now they were crumbling away, becoming, in their turn, another period of expectancy...It was a journey without end, leading to an indefinite future, eternally shifting just as she was reaching the present.