The only paradise is paradise lost.
MARCEL PROUSTJust as those who practice the same profession recognize each other instinctively, so do those who practice the same vice.
More Marcel Proust Quotes
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Let us be grateful to people who make us happy.
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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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Sometimes in this life, under the stress of an exceptional emotion, people do say what they think.
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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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The only true voyage of discovery, would be not to visit strange lands but to possess other eyes.
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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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We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
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If we are to make reality endurable, we must all nourish a fantasy or two.
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Only by art can we get outside ourselves, instead of seeing only one world, our own, we see it under multiple forms.
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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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Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
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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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All our final decisions are made in a state of mind that is not going to last.
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Nine tenths of the ills from which intelligent people suffer spring from their intellect.
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For each illness that doctors cure with medicine, they provoke ten in healthy people by inoculating them with the virus that is a thousand times more powerful than any microbe: the idea that one is ill.
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