Marcel Proust Quotes
Marcel Proust Quotes with Images
Marcel Proust Quotes with Images
Like many intellectuals, he was incapable of saying a simple thing in a simple way.
The memory of a particular image is but regret for a particular moment.
To the pure all things are pure!
The courage of one's opinions is always a form of calculating cowardice in the eyes of the "other side.
We are at times too ready to believe that the present is the only possible state of things.
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy.
People wish to learn to swim and at the same time to keep one foot on the ground.
All our final decisions are made in a state of mind that is not going to last.
A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves.
Reading is that fruitful miracle of a communication in the midst of solitude.
An hour is not merely an hour, it is a vase full of scents and sounds and projects and climates.
You can't learn the truth about a man's intentions by asking him.
Even though our lives wander, our memories remain in one place.
We must never be afraid to go too far, for truth lies beyond.
It comes so soon, the moment when there is nothing left to wait for.
In a separation it is the one who is not really in love who says the more tender things.
Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.
Desire makes everything blossom
It is often hard to bear the tears that we ourselves have caused.
Let us leave pretty women to men devoid of imagination.
Love is a reciprocal torture.
Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade.
We think and name in one world, we live and feel in another.
We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
Sometimes in this life, under the stress of an exceptional emotion, people do say what they think.
Love is space and time measured by the heart.
We love only what we do not wholly possess.
The creation of the world did not occur at the beginning of time, it occurs every day.
Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
The bonds that unite another person to our self exist only in our mind.
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.
If we are to make reality endurable, we must all nourish a fantasy or two.
Always try to keep a patch of sky above your life.
Instead of seeking new landscapes, develop new eyes.
Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.
My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.