Simone de Beauvoir (1908–1986) French writer, intellectual, existentialist philosopher, political activist, feminist, and social theorist
Source: All Men are Mortal (1946), p. 81
“In the end, it wasn't death that surprised her but the stubbornness of life.”
— Jeffrey Eugenides, book The Virgin Suicides
Source: The Virgin Suicides
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Choric Song, st. 4
The Lotos-Eaters (1832)
Context: Death is the end of life; ah, why
Should life all labour be?
Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast,
And in a little while our lips are dumb.
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