Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-1927; May 21st, 1927
Text ID: I have no other god but myself.

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Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-1927; May 21st, 1927
Text ID: I have no other god but myself.
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But endurance had always been my virtue and I kept on.
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Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-1927; September 14th, 1926
Text ID: I do not even know what my face looks like in the mind of those who think of me. For others, what am I?
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