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Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Marcel Proust 



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



The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust 



Everything great in the world comes from neurotics. They alone have founded our religions and composed our masterpieces.
Marcel Proust 



We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.
Marcel Proust 



Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
Marcel Proust 



If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
Marcel Proust 



The only real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust 



There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we spent with a favorite book.
Marcel Proust 



A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves.
Marcel Proust 



Only through art can we emerge from ourselves and know what another person sees.
Marcel Proust 



All our final decisions are made in a state of mind that is not going to last.
Marcel Proust 



It is always during a passing state of mind that we make lasting resolutions.
Marcel Proust 



Illness is the doctor to whom we pay most heed; to kindness, to knowledge, we make promise only; pain we obey.
Marcel Proust 



Three-quarters of the sicknesses of intelligent people come from their intelligence. They need at least a doctor who can understand this sickness.
Marcel Proust 



It is in moments of illness that we are compelled to recognize that we live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom, whole worlds apart, who has no knowledge of us and by whom it is impossible to make ourselves understood: our body.
Marcel Proust 

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