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Friday, January 25, 2013

Le Blog 

Jean-Paul Sartre's Blog at the New Yorker:
Wednesday, 22 July, 1959: 10:50 A.M.
This morning over breakfast S. asked me why I looked so glum.
“Because,” I said, “everything that exists is born for no reason, carries on living through weakness, and dies by accident.”
“Jesus,” S. said. “Aren’t you ever off the clock?”
(h/t)

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