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Your soul is a dark forest. But the trees are of a particular species, they are genealogical trees.

Marcel Proust

Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.
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Memories Necessary Past Remember
In love, happiness is an abnormal state.
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Happiness Love
Death is in truth an illness from which we recover
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Death Recovery Truth
Desire makes everything blossom.
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Desire One Liner
A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves.
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Rainy Day Weather World
If we are to make reality endurable, we must all nourish a fantasy or two.
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Endurance Fantasy Reality
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
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
Time passes, and little by little everything that we have spoken in falsehood becomes true.
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Deep Literature Lying Time
We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
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Experience Grief Healing Suffering
Love ever unsatisfied, lives always in the moment that is about to come.
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Love Moments Satisfaction
Happiness serves hardly any other purpose than to make unhappiness possible.
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Happiness Joy Laughter Purpose
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
My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.
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Destination See Way
The courage of one’s opinions is always a form of calculating cowardice in the eyes of the other side.
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Courage Eyes Opinion
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

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