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We think and name in one world, we live and feel in another.

Marcel Proust

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
In a separation it is the one who is not really in love who says the more tender things.
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Literature Love Reality
Even though our lives wander, our memories remain in one place.
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Memories Oneself Place
We live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom: our body.
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Body Different Ourselves
Thanks to art, instead of seeing one world, our own, we see it multiplied and as many original artists as there are, so many worlds are at our disposal.
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Art Deep Thankful World
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 real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
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Discover Eyes Inspirational Life Philosophy
Reading is that fruitful miracle of a communication in the midst of solitude.
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Communication Miracle Reading Solitude
Instead of seeking new landscapes, develop new eyes.
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Deep Eyes Travel Wisdom
Time passes, and little by little everything that we have spoken in falsehood becomes true.
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Deep Literature Lying Time
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
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Friendship Gratitude Happiness Soul
Dear Friend: I have nearly died three times since morning.
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Death Friendship Hard Time Morning
A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves.
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Rainy Day Weather World
In love, happiness is an abnormal state.
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Happiness Love
Nine tenths of the ills from which intelligent people suffer spring from their intellect.
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Intellectual Intelligent People Spring
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

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