“Oh! I see my life clearly now […] a passionate, frantic search. […] I didn’t know that one could dream of death by metaphysical despair; sacrifice everything to the desire to know. […] I didn’t know that every system is an ardent, tormented thing, an effort of life, of being, a drama in the full sense of the word, and that it does not engage only the abstract intelligence. But I know it now, and that I can no longer do anything else.”
— Simone de Beauvoir: The Coming of Age (translated by Patrick O’Brian) (via fuckyeahphilosophy)
