All Men Are Mortal

Found this one in a little trading library near my house. I think it's my favorite of deBeauvoir's fiction work. It can still be heavy-handed in the way that her fiction tends to be for me, but some of that may be in the translation, who knows? (Lots of “I exist and the world exists for me” stuff, like anybody but existentialists talks/thinks this way.)

That said, I loved the almost science-fiction-y take on what it might mean for a person to live forever, and I really enjoyed the history lesson as our protagonist moves through history, trying to do good, but failing, failing, failing.