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Temporality167death.” This is also the meaning of that sentence of Malraux’ which we quoted earlier.“Death changes life into Destiny.” Finally this is what strikes the Believer when herealizes with terror that at the moment of death the chips are down, there remains nota card to play. Death reunites us with ourselves. Eternity has changed us into ourselves.At the moment of death we are; that is, we are defenceless before the judgments ofothers. They can decide in truth what we are; ultimately we have no longer any chanceof escape from what an all knowing intelligence could do. A last hour repentance is adesperate effort to crack all this being which has slowly congealed and solidifiedaround us, a final leap to dissociate ourselves from what we are. In vain. Death fixesthis leap along with the rest; it does no more than to enter into combination with whathas preceded it, as one factor among others, as one particu]ar determination which isunderstood only in terms of the totality. By death the for-itself is changed forever intoan in-itself in that it has slipped entirely into the past. Thus the past is the evergrowing totality of the in-itself which we are.Nevertheless so long as we are not dead, we are not this in-itself in the mode ofidentity. We have to be it. Ordinarily a grudge against a man ceases with his death; thisis because he has been reunited with his past; he is it without, however, being responsiblefor it. So long as he lives, he is the object of my grudge; that is, I reproach him for hispast not only in so far as he is it but in so far as he reassumes it at each instant andsustains it in being, in so far as he is responsible for it. It is not true that the grudge fixesthe man in what he was; otherwise it would survive death. It is addressed to the livingman who in his being is freely what he was. I am my past and if I were not, my pastwould not exist any longer either for me or for anybody. It would no longer have anyrelation with the present. That certainly does not mean that it would not be but onlythat its being would be undiscoverable. I am the one by whom my past arrives in thisworld. But it must be understood that I do not give being to it. In other words it doesnot exist as “my” representation. It is not because I “represent” my past that it exists.But it is because I am my past that it enters into the world, and it is in terms of itsbeing-in-the-world that I can by applying a particular psychological process representit to myself.The past is what I have to be, and yet its nature is different from that of mypossibles. The possible, which also I have to be, remains as my concrete possible, thatwhose opposite is equally possible—although to a less degree. The past, on thecontrary, is that which is without possibility of any sort; it is that which has consumedits possibilities. I have to be that which no longer depends on my being-able-to-be,that which is already in itself all which it can be. The past which I am, I have to be with

168Jean-Paul Sartre: Basic Writingsno possibility of not being it. I assume the total responsibility for it as if I could changeit, and yet I can not be anything other than it. We shall see later that we continuallypreserve the possibility of changing the meaning of the past in so far as this is an expresentwhich has had a future. But from the content of the past as such I can removenothing, and I can add nothing to it. In other words the past which I was is what it is;it is an in-itself like the things in the world. The relation of being which I have tosustain with the past is a relation of the type of the in-itself—that is, an identificationwith itself.On the other hand I am not my past. I am not it because I was it. The malice ofothers always surprises me and makes me indignant. How can they hate in the personwho I am now that person who I was? The wisdom of antiquity has always insistedon this fact: I can make no pronouncement on myself which has not already becomefalse at the moment when I pronounce it.II. The PresentIn contrast to the Past which is in-itself, the Present is for-itself. What is its being?There is a peculiar paradox in the Present: On the one hand we willingly define it asbeing; what is present is—in contrast to the future which is not yet and to the pastwhich is no longer. But on the other hand, a rigorous analysis which would attempt torid the present of all which is not it—i.e., of the past and of the immediate future—would find that nothing remained but an infinitesimal instant. As Husserl remarks inhis Essays on the Inner Consciousness of Time, the ideal limit of a division pushed toinfinity is a nothingness. Thus each time that we approach the study of human realityfrom a new point of view we rediscover that indissoluble dyad, Being and Nothingness.What is the fundamental meaning of the Present? It is clear that what exists in thepresent is distinguished from all other existence by the characteristic of presence. Atrollcall the soldier or the pupil replies “Present!” in the sense of adsum. Present isopposed to absent as well as to past. Thus the meaning of present is presence to ——. It is appropriate then to ask ourselves to what the present is presence and who orwhat is present. That will doubtless enable us to elucidate subsequently the very beingof the present.My present is to be present. Present to what? To this table, to this room, to Paris,to the world, in short to being-in-itself. But can we say conversely that being-in-itselfis present to me and to the being-in-itself which it is not? If that were so, the presentwould be a reciprocal relation of presences. But it is easy to see that it is nothing of the

Temporality167death.” This is also the meaning of that sentence of Malraux’ which we quoted earlier.“Death changes life into Destiny.” Finally this is what strikes the Believer when herealizes with terror that at the moment of death the chips are down, there remains nota card to play. Death reunites us with ourselves. Eternity has changed us into ourselves.At the moment of death we are; that is, we are defenceless before the judgments ofothers. They can decide in truth what we are; ultimately we have no longer any chanceof escape from what an all knowing intelligence could do. A last hour repentance is adesperate effort to crack all this being which has slowly congealed and solidifiedaround us, a final leap to dissociate ourselves from what we are. In vain. Death fixesthis leap along with the rest; it does no more than to enter into combination with whathas preceded it, as one factor among others, as one particu]ar determination which isunderstood only in terms of the totality. By death the for-itself is changed forever intoan in-itself in that it has slipped entirely into the past. Thus the past is the evergrowing totality of the in-itself which we are.Nevertheless so long as we are not dead, we are not this in-itself in the mode ofidentity. We have to be it. Ordinarily a grudge against a man ceases with his death; thisis because he has been reunited with his past; he is it without, however, being responsiblefor it. So long as he lives, he is the object of my grudge; that is, I reproach him for hispast not only in so far as he is it but in so far as he reassumes it at each instant andsustains it in being, in so far as he is responsible for it. It is not true that the grudge fixesthe man in what he was; otherwise it would survive death. It is addressed to the livingman who in his being is freely what he was. I am my past and if I were not, my pastwould not exist any longer either for me or for anybody. It would no longer have anyrelation with the present. That certainly does not mean that it would not be but onlythat its being would be undiscoverable. I am the one by whom my past arrives in thisworld. But it must be understood that I do not give being to it. In other words it doesnot exist as “my” representation. It is not because I “represent” my past that it exists.But it is because I am my past that it enters into the world, and it is in terms of itsbeing-in-the-world that I can by applying a particular psychological process representit to myself.The past is what I have to be, and yet its nature is different from that of mypossibles. The possible, which also I have to be, remains as my concrete possible, thatwhose opposite is equally possible—although to a less degree. The past, on thecontrary, is that which is without possibility of any sort; it is that which has consumedits possibilities. I have to be that which no longer depends on my being-able-to-be,that which is already in itself all which it can be. The past which I am, I have to be with

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