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A Farewell to Sartre

Simone de Beauvoir’s account of the last ten years of Jean-Paul Sartre’s life provides a focus for understanding one of the greatest thinkers of the twentieth century. But the book, consisting of both a year-by-year account of Sartre’s last decade and a conversation between him and de Beauvoir about his life and work, is more than just a philosophical examination. It is also a personal dialogue of astonishing frankness that illuminates one of the most famous and complex relationships of the twentieth century.


Translated by Patrick O'Brian

A   F A R E W E L L   T O   S A R T R E   •   1

The Farewell Ceremony   •   3

     1970   •   3
     1971   •   12
     1972   •   23 
     1973   •   38
     1974   •   65
     1975   •   78
     1976   •   93
     1977   •   98
     1978   •   109
     1979   •   113
     1980   •   118

C O N V E R S A T I O N S   W I T H    J E A N - P A U L   S A R T R E   •   129

Preface in the Conversations   •   131

Index   •   
447
THE FAREWELL CEREMONY
 
This is first of my books—the only one no doubt—that you will not have read before it was printed. It is wholly and entirely devoted to you; and you are not affected by it.
 
When we were young and one of us gained a brilliant victory over the other in an impassioned argument, the winner used to say, “There you are in your little box!” You are in your little box; you will not come out of it and I shall not join you there. Even if I am buried next to you there will be no communication between your ashes and mine.
 
When I say you, it is only a pretense, a rhetorical device. No one hears it. I am speaking to no one. In reality it is Sartre’s friends that I am talking to—those who would like to know more about his last years. I have described them as I lived through them. I have spoken about myself a little, because the witness is part of his evidence, but I have done so as seldom as possible. In the first place because that is not what this book is about, and then because, as I replied to a friend who asked me how I was taking it, “These things cannot be told; they cannot be put into writing; they cannot be formed as in one’s mind. They are experienced and that it all.”
 
This narrative is chiefly based on the diary I kept during those ten years, and on the many testimonies, I have gathered. My thanks to all those whose written or spoken words have helped me to recount Sartre’s last days.

“An intimate, personal, and honest portrait of a relationship unlike any other in literary history.”
—Deirdre Bair, The Philadelphia Inquirer
 
“[A] portrait of a deep love between two people who lead separate lives. Of all the many interviews Sartre gave in his life, this is perhaps the clearest.”
—Richard Sennett
 
“An expression of [de Beauvoir’s] unquenchable loyalty and devotion, her sense of the sheer importance of the man, Sartre, le maître.”
—Elizabeth Hardwick

About

Simone de Beauvoir’s account of the last ten years of Jean-Paul Sartre’s life provides a focus for understanding one of the greatest thinkers of the twentieth century. But the book, consisting of both a year-by-year account of Sartre’s last decade and a conversation between him and de Beauvoir about his life and work, is more than just a philosophical examination. It is also a personal dialogue of astonishing frankness that illuminates one of the most famous and complex relationships of the twentieth century.


Translated by Patrick O'Brian

Table of Contents

A   F A R E W E L L   T O   S A R T R E   •   1

The Farewell Ceremony   •   3

     1970   •   3
     1971   •   12
     1972   •   23 
     1973   •   38
     1974   •   65
     1975   •   78
     1976   •   93
     1977   •   98
     1978   •   109
     1979   •   113
     1980   •   118

C O N V E R S A T I O N S   W I T H    J E A N - P A U L   S A R T R E   •   129

Preface in the Conversations   •   131

Index   •   
447

Excerpt

THE FAREWELL CEREMONY
 
This is first of my books—the only one no doubt—that you will not have read before it was printed. It is wholly and entirely devoted to you; and you are not affected by it.
 
When we were young and one of us gained a brilliant victory over the other in an impassioned argument, the winner used to say, “There you are in your little box!” You are in your little box; you will not come out of it and I shall not join you there. Even if I am buried next to you there will be no communication between your ashes and mine.
 
When I say you, it is only a pretense, a rhetorical device. No one hears it. I am speaking to no one. In reality it is Sartre’s friends that I am talking to—those who would like to know more about his last years. I have described them as I lived through them. I have spoken about myself a little, because the witness is part of his evidence, but I have done so as seldom as possible. In the first place because that is not what this book is about, and then because, as I replied to a friend who asked me how I was taking it, “These things cannot be told; they cannot be put into writing; they cannot be formed as in one’s mind. They are experienced and that it all.”
 
This narrative is chiefly based on the diary I kept during those ten years, and on the many testimonies, I have gathered. My thanks to all those whose written or spoken words have helped me to recount Sartre’s last days.

Praise

“An intimate, personal, and honest portrait of a relationship unlike any other in literary history.”
—Deirdre Bair, The Philadelphia Inquirer
 
“[A] portrait of a deep love between two people who lead separate lives. Of all the many interviews Sartre gave in his life, this is perhaps the clearest.”
—Richard Sennett
 
“An expression of [de Beauvoir’s] unquenchable loyalty and devotion, her sense of the sheer importance of the man, Sartre, le maître.”
—Elizabeth Hardwick