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Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.

Marcel Proust

Everything great in the world comes from neurotics. They alone have founded our religions and composed our masterpieces.
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Greatness Literature Religion World
Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.
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Memories Necessary Past Remember
Even though our lives wander, our memories remain in one place.
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Memories Oneself Place
We love only what we do not wholly possess.
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Human Love Nature
My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.
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Destination See Way
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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Dignity Existence Photography Reality
We must never be afraid to go too far, for truth lies beyond.
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Afraid Lying Motivational Success Truth
Love is space and time measured by the heart.
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Heart Love Space Time
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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Art Deep Thankful World
Instead of seeking new landscapes, develop new eyes.
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Deep Eyes Travel Wisdom
When I am not too sad to listen, music is my consolation.
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Listen Music Sad
All our final decisions are made in a state of mind that is not going to last.
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Decision Entrepreneur Ourselves
The highest praise of God consists in the denial of him by the atheist who finds creation so perfect that it can dispense with a creator.
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Atheist Creation Perfection
Like many intellectuals, he was incapable of saying a simple thing in a simple way.
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Intellectual Simplicity Stupidity
Dear Friend: I have nearly died three times since morning.
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Death Friendship Hard Time Morning
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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