Every war, every revolution, demands the sacrifice of a generation, of a collectivity, by those who undertake it.
Simone de BeauvoirIndeed, there is nothing more arbitrary than intervening as a stranger in a destiny which is not ours.
Simone de BeauvoirOn the evenings when my parents held parties, the drawing-room mirrors multiplied to infinity the scintillations of a crystal chandelier. Mama would take her seat at the grand piano to accompany a lady dressed in a cloud of tulle who played the violin and a cousin who performed on a cello. I would crack between my teeth the candied shell of an artificial fruit, and a burst of light would illuminate my palate with a taste of blackcurrant or pineapple: all the colours, all the lights were mine, the gauzy scarves, the diamonds, the laces; I held the whole party in my mouth.
Simone de Beauvoir