My life was hurrying, racing tragically toward its end. And yet at the same time it was dripping so slowly, so very slowly now, hour by hour, minute by minute. One always has to wait until the sugar melts, the memory dies, the wound scars over, the sun sets, the unhappiness lifts and fades away.
Simone de BeauvoirA Darwinian nation of economic fitness abhors idleness, dependence, non-productivity.
Simone de BeauvoirOld age is better for women than for men. First of all, they have less far to fall, since their lives are more mediocre than those of most men.
Simone de Beauvoir