If a victory is told in detail, one can no longer distinguish it from a defeat.
Jean-Paul SartreRead
I wanted my own words. But the ones I use have dragged through I don't know how many consciences.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the struggle for authentic self-expression amidst influences from others' thoughts and beliefs.
Jean-Paul Sartre expresses a profound desire for individuality and genuine expression in one's language. He acknowledges that the words he uses are not purely his own, as they have been shaped and altered by the thoughts and experiences of countless individuals, highlighting a desire to reclaim one's voice in a world filled with external influences.
In practice
Using this quote in a discussion about the importance of personal voice in writing.
If a victory is told in detail, one can no longer distinguish it from a defeat.
All I want is' - and he uttered the final words through clenched teeth and with a sort of shame - 'to retain my freedom.' I should myself have thought,' said Jacques, 'that freedom consisted in frankly confronting situations into which one had deliberately entered, and accepting all one's responsibilities. But that, no doubt, is not your view.
If you are lonely when you're alone, you are in bad company.
A kiss without a moustache, they said then, is like an egg without salt; I will add to it: and it is like Good without Evil.
I wanted pure love: foolishness; to love one another is to hate a common enemy: I will thus espouse your hatred. I wanted Good: nonsense; on this earth and in these times, Good and Bad are inseparable: I accept to be evil in order to become good.
Night is falling: at dusk, you must have good eyesight to be able to tell the Good Lord from the Devil.
We are all one - and if we don't know it, we will learn it the hard way.
Most important, however, is the third avenue to meaning in life: even the helpless victim of a_x000D_ _x000D_ hopeless situation, facing a fate he cannot change, may rise above himself, may grow beyond_x000D_ _x000D_ himself, and by so doing change himself. He may turn a personal tragedy into a triumph.
A long war almost always places nations in this sad alternative: that their defeat delivers them to destruction and their triumph to despotism.
There is no law governing all things.
Life comes from the earth and life returns to the earth.
Either an ordered Universe or a medley heaped together mechanically but still an order; or can order subsist in you and disorder in the Whole! And that, too, when all things are so distinguished and yet intermingled and sympathetic.
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