More Quotes by Marcel Proust
Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade.
My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.
The true paradises are the paradises that we have lost.
Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
Let us leave pretty women to men with no imagination.
Reading is that fruitful miracle of a communication in the midst of solitude.
We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.
