If we are to make reality endurable, we must all nourish a fantasy or two.
MARCEL PROUSTThe artist who gives up an hour of work for an hour of conversation with a friend knows that he is sacrificing a reality for something that does not exist.
More Marcel Proust Quotes
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We love only what we do not wholly possess.
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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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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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When I am not too sad to listen, music is my consolation.
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We do not receive wisdom, we must discover it for ourselves, after a journey through the wilderness which no one else can make for us, which no one can spare us, for our wisdom is the point of view from which we come at last to regard the world.
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Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
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Reading is that fruitful miracle of a communication in the midst of solitude.
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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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Do not wait for life. Do not long for it. Be aware, always and at every moment, that the miracle is in the here and now.
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There comes in all our lives a time, when the ears can listen to no music save what the moonlight breathes through the flute of silence.
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Love is space and time measured by the heart.
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Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade.
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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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The courage of one’s opinions is always a form of calculating cowardice in the eyes of the other side.
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Time passes, and little by little everything that we have spoken in falsehood becomes true.
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