As long as men are free to ask what they must, free to say what they think, free to think what they will, freedom can never be lost and science can never regress.
MARCEL PROUSTTime passes, and little by little everything that we have spoken in falsehood becomes true.
More Marcel Proust Quotes
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Always try to keep a patch of sky above your life.
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The artist who gives up an hour of work for an hour of conversation with a friend knows that he is sacrificing a reality for something that does not exist.
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Time passes, and little by little everything that we have spoken in falsehood becomes true.
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Let us leave pretty women to men devoid of imagination.
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It has been said that beauty is a promise of happiness. Conversely, the possibility of pleasure can be a beginning of beauty.
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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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Only by art can we get outside ourselves, instead of seeing only one world, our own, we see it under multiple forms.
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Nine tenths of the ills from which intelligent people suffer spring from their intellect.
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Reading is that fruitful miracle of a communication in the midst of solitude.
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We love only what we do not wholly possess.
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When I am not too sad to listen, music is my consolation.
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One must never miss an opportunity of quoting things by others which are always more interesting than those one thinks up oneself.
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A woman one loves rarely suffices for all our needs, so we deceive her with another whom we do not love.
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The fixity of a habit is generally in direct proportion to its absurdity.
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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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