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Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade.

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There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we believe we left without having lived them, those we spent with a favorite book.
Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
It comes so soon, the moment when there is nothing left to wait for.
Every reader, as he reads, is actually the reader of himself. The writer's work is only a kind of optical instrument he provides the reader so he can discern what he might never have seen in himself without this book. The reader's recognition in himself of what the book says is the proof of the book's truth.
Time, which changes people, does not alter the image we have of them.
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
The true paradises are the paradises that we have lost.
We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.
Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.