It was no longer her absence that wounded me, but my growing indifference to it. Forgetting, however calming, was also a reminder of infidelity to what I had at one time held so dear.
ALAIN DE BOTTONThe telephone becomes an instrument of torture in the demonic hands of a beloved who doesn’t call.
More Alain de Botton Quotes
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True love is a lack of desire to check one’s smartphone in another’s presence.
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In the works of Lucretius, we find two reasons why we shouldn’t worry about death. If you have had a successful life, Lucretius tell us, there’s no reason to mind its end. And, if you haven’t had a good time, “Why do you seek to add more years, which would also pass but ill?”
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One’s doing well if age improves even slightly one’s capacity to hold on to that vital truism: “This too shall pass.
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Architects themselves tend to shy away from the word, preferring instead to talk about the manipulation of space.
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We may seek a fortune for no greater reason than to secure the respect and attention of people who would otherwise look straight through us.
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Not being understood may be taken as a sign that there is much in one to understand.
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Envy: a confused, tangled guide to one’s own ambitions.
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Perhaps it is true that we do not really exist until there is someone there to see us existing, we cannot properly speak until there is someone who can understand what we are saying in essence, we are not wholly alive until we are loved.
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My writing always came out of a very personal place, out of an attempt to stay sane.
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The problem isn’t so much finding good ideas (there is no shortage) as embedding the ones we have into everyday practice.
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We need a refuge to shore up our states of mind, because so much of the world is opposed to our allegiances. We need our rooms to align us to desirable versions of ourselves and to keep alive the important, evanescent sides of us.
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Man seems merely dust postponed: the sublime as an encounter – pleasurable, intoxicating, even – with human weakness in the face of strength, age and size of the universe.
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Literature is the greatest reality simulator – a machine that puts you through infinitely more situations than you can ever directly witness.
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You normally have to be bashed about a bit by life to see the point of daffodils, sunsets and uneventful nice days.
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Serious journalists often imagine society is adrift because people don’t know certain things.
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