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The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

Marcel Proust

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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Art Ourselves See World
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
When I am not too sad to listen, music is my consolation.
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Listen Music Sad
If we are to make reality endurable, we must all nourish a fantasy or two.
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Endurance Fantasy Reality
In love, happiness is an abnormal state.
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Happiness Love
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
Love is space and time measured by the heart.
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Heart Love Space Time
Always try to keep a patch of sky above your life.
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Life Sky Yourself
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
The only true voyage of discovery, would be not to visit strange lands but to possess other eyes.
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Eyes Life Philosophy Travel
Sometimes in this life, under the stress of an exceptional emotion, people do say what they think.
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Emotion Honesty Life People Thinking
People wish to learn to swim and at the same time to keep one foot on the ground.
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Hypocrite Leadership People Sports Time
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
You can’t learn the truth about a man’s intentions by asking him.
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Himself Learning Men Truth
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
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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