There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we spent with a favorite book.
MARCEL PROUSTDesire makes everything blossom.
More Marcel Proust Quotes
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Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
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When you work to please others you can’t succeed, but the things you do to satisfy yourself stand a chance of catching someone’s interest.
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The bonds that unite us to another human being are sanctified when he or she adopts the same point of view as ourselves in judging one of our imperfections.
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When from a long distant past nothing subsists after the things are broken and scattered, the smell and taste of things remain.
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A photograph acquires something of the dignity which it ordinarily lacks when it ceases to be a reproduction of reality and shows us things that no longer exist.
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When I am not too sad to listen, music is my consolation.
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Sometimes in this life, under the stress of an exceptional emotion, people do say what they think.
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Let us be grateful to people who make us happy.
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There comes in all our lives a time, when the ears can listen to no music save what the moonlight breathes through the flute of silence.
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Death is in truth an illness from which we recover
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An hour is not merely an hour, it is a vase full of scents and sounds and projects and climates.
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We do not receive wisdom, we must discover it for ourselves, after a journey through the wilderness which no one else can make for us, which no one can spare us, for our wisdom is the point of view from which we come at last to regard the world.
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For each illness that doctors cure with medicine, they provoke ten in healthy people by inoculating them with the virus that is a thousand times more powerful than any microbe: the idea that one is ill.
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My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.
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Time, which changes people, does not alter the image we have retained of them.
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