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  1. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    Aunque me quisiera con toda su alma, sería igualmente un amor de muerta.
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  2. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    It is an abstract change without object. Am I the one who has changed? {...} I must finally realize that I am subject to these sudden transformations. The thing is that I rarely think; a crowd of small metamorphoses accumulate in me without my noticing it, and then, one fine day, a veritable revolution takes place. This is what has given my life such a jerky, incoherent aspect."
    book-quotenausea

  3. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    Perhaps it is impossible to understand one's own face. Or perhaps it is because I am a single man? People who live in society have learned how to see themselves in mirrors as they appear to their friends. I have no friends. Is that why my flesh is so naked?
    book-quotenauseasartresingle

  4. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    My existence began to worry me seriously. Was I not a simple spectre?
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  5. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    I lean all my weight on the porcelain ledge, I draw my face closer until it touches the mirror. The eyes, nose, and mouth disappear. Nothing is left. Brown wrinkles show on each side of the feverish swelled lips, crevices, mole holes. A silky, white down covers the great slopes of the cheeks, two hairs protrude from the nostrils: it is a geological embossed map. And, in spite of everything, this lunar world is familiar to me. I cannot say I recognize the details. But the whole thing gives me an impression of something seen before which stupefies me: I slip quietly off to sleep.
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  6. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    Perhaps it is impossible to understand one's own face ... People who live in society have learned how to see themselves in mirrors as they appear to their friends. I have no friends. Is that why my flesh is so naked? You might say -- yes you might say, nature without humanity.
    book-quotenauseasartremirror

  7. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    He takes a few dazed steps, the waiters turn out the lights and he slips into unconsciousness: when this man is lonely he sleeps.
    book-quotenausealonely

  8. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    Perhaps it was a passing moment of madness after all. There is no trace of it any more. My odd feelings of the other week seem to me quite ridiculous today: I can no longer enter into them.
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  9. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    The Nausea has stayed down there, in the yellow light. I am happy: this cold is so pure, this night so pure: am I myself not a wave of icy air? With neither blood, nor lymph, nor flesh. Flowing down this long canal towards the pallor down there. To be nothing but coldness.
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  10. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    You exaggerate everything. You continually force the truth because you're always looking for something.
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  11. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    I don't even bother looking for words. It flows in me, more or less quickly. I fix nothing, I let it go. Through the lack of attaching myself to words, my thoughts remain nebulous most of the time. They sketch vague, pleasant shapes and then are swallowed up: I forget them almost immediately.
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  12. Jean-Paul Sartre _ Nausea

    My passion was dead. For years it had rolled over and submerged me; now I felt empty. But that wasn't the worst: before me, posed with a sort of indolence, was a voluminous, insipid idea. I did not see clearly what it was, but it sickened me so much I couldn't look at it.
    book-quotepassionnausea
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