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When I am not too sad to listen, music is my consolation.

Marcel Proust

Let us leave pretty women to men devoid of imagination.
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Beautiful Imagination Men Women
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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Dignity Existence Photography Reality
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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Feeling Habit Inspirational Passion
Reality is never more than a first step towards an unknown on the road to which one can never progress very far.
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Progress Reality Road
Like many intellectuals, he was incapable of saying a simple thing in a simple way.
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Intellectual Simplicity Stupidity
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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Affection Dying Fade Growth Literature People
There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we spent with a favorite book.
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Book Happiness Live Ourselves Reading
The fixity of a habit is generally in direct proportion to its absurdity.
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Habit Mad Proportion
Time passes, and little by little everything that we have spoken in falsehood becomes true.
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Deep Literature Lying Time
A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves.
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Rainy Day Weather World
My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.
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Destination See Way
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.
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Freedom Lost Men Science Thinking
Even though our lives wander, our memories remain in one place.
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Memories Oneself Place
The highest praise of God consists in the denial of him by the atheist who finds creation so perfect that it can dispense with a creator.
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Atheist Creation Perfection
We live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom: our body.
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Body Different Ourselves
All our final decisions are made in a state of mind that is not going to last.
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Decision Entrepreneur Ourselves

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