The time at our disposal each day is elastic; the passions we feel dilate it, those that inspire us shrink it, and habit fills it.
MARCEL PROUSTThe only true voyage of discovery, would be not to visit strange lands but to possess other eyes.
More Marcel Proust Quotes
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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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If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
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People don’t know when they are happy. They’re never so unhappy as they think they are.
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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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Your soul is a dark forest. But the trees are of a particular species, they are genealogical trees.
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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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Do not wait for life. Do not long for it. Be aware, always and at every moment, that the miracle is in the here and now.
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All our final decisions are made in a state of mind that is not going to last.
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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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Just as those who practice the same profession recognize each other instinctively, so do those who practice the same vice.
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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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We live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom: our body.
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It is not because other people are dead that our affection for them grows faint, it is because we ourselves are dying.
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Everything great in the world comes from neurotics. They alone have founded our religions and composed our masterpieces.
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Even though our lives wander, our memories remain in one place.
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