One must never miss an opportunity of quoting things by others which are always more interesting than those one thinks up oneself.
MARCEL PROUSTWe are at times too ready to believe that the present is the only possible state of things.
More Marcel Proust Quotes
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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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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 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 woman one loves rarely suffices for all our needs, so we deceive her with another whom we do not love.
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One becomes moral as soon as one is unhappy.
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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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In a separation it is the one who is not really in love who says the more tender things.
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Death is in truth an illness from which we recover
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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.
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The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
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The only true voyage of discovery, would be not to visit strange lands but to possess other eyes.
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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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In love, happiness is an abnormal state.
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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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An hour is not merely an hour, it is a vase full of scents and sounds and projects and climates.
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