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The bonds that unite another person to our self exist only in our mind.

Marcel Proust

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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Beauty Possible Promise
Always try to keep a patch of sky above your life.
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Life Sky Yourself
Let us leave pretty women to men devoid of imagination.
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Beautiful Imagination Men Women
The fixity of a habit is generally in direct proportion to its absurdity.
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Habit Mad Proportion
We live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom: our body.
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Body Different Ourselves
We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
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Experience Grief Healing Suffering
Just as those who practice the same profession recognize each other instinctively, so do those who practice the same vice.
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Practice Profession Recognition Vice
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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Imperfection Judgement View
Your soul is a dark forest. But the trees are of a particular species, they are genealogical trees.
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Darkness Soul Tree
An hour is not merely an hour, it is a vase full of scents and sounds and projects and climates.
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Deep Sound Time
We think and name in one world, we live and feel in another.
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Art Feeling Philosophy Thinking
To write that essential book, a great writer does not need to invent it but merely to translate it, since it already exists in each one of us. The duty and task of a writer are those of translator.
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Book Existence Greatness Humility Writing
In love, happiness is an abnormal state.
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Happiness Love
Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
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Body Depression Grief Happiness Mindset Power Sympathy
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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Break Distance Food Past Taste
Desire makes everything blossom.
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Desire One Liner

The bonds that unite another person to our self exist only in our mind.

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