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Quotes About Life

Os lugares que conhecemos não pertencem tampouco ao mundo do espaço, onde os situamos para maior facilidade. Não eram mais que uma delgada fatia no meio de impressões contíguas que formavam a nossa vida de então; a recordação de certa imagem não é senão saudade de certo instante; as casas, os caminhos, as avenidas são fugitivos, infelizmente, como os anos.
~ Marcel Proust
Life is strewn with these miracles for which people who love can always hope. It
~ Marcel Proust
the purpose of life now appeared to me as the pursuit not of truth but of loving-kindness, and
~ Marcel Proust
We trust in love as we trust in life, without thinking of the underlying emptiness, without too much believing in it. We go on loving because we are starving for affection. We want to enjoy its sustenance, and leave it at that. Thus we begin again not once but many times.
~ Marcel Proust
Die Erinnerung an ein bestimmtes Bild ist wehmutsvolles Gedenken an einen bestimmten Augenblick; und Häuser, Straßen, Avenuen sind flüchtig, ach! Wie die Jahre.
~ Marcel Proust
Or chaque jour était pour moi un pays différent.
~ Marcel Proust
She said merely that it was a delightful pastime because, even if the flowers that sprang from the brush were nothing wonderful, at least the work made you live in the company of real flowers, of the beauty of which, especially when you were obliged to study them closely in order to draw them, you could never grow tired.
~ Marcel Proust
These were happy, cheerful moments, innocent in appearance but hiding the growing possibility of disaster: this is what makes the life of lovers the most unpredictable of all, a life in which it can rain sulfur and pitch a moment after the sunniest spell and where, without having the courage to learn from our misfortunes, we immediately start building again on the slopes of the crater which can only spew out catastrophe. I was carefree in the way of those who think their happiness can last.
~ Marcel Proust
Mon plaisir ne serait plus dans le monde mais dans la littérature.
~ Marcel Proust
But great talent, even when its existence is not yet recognised, will inevitably provoke certain phenomena of admiration, such as the landlord had managed to detect in the questions asked by more than one English lady visitor, athirst for information as to the life led by Elstir, or in the number of letters that he received from abroad.
~ Marcel Proust
It is the same in life; the heart changes, and that is our worst misfortune; but we learn of it only from reading or by imagination; for in reality its alteration, like that of certain natural phenomena, is so gradual that, even if we are able to distinguish, successively, each of its different states, we are still spared the actual sensation of change.
~ Marcel Proust
Without being ready to fix a date, I longed to put an end to this existence which I blamed for making me renounce not so much work as pleasure. It would happen also, however, that the habits which bound me were suddenly abolished, generally when some former self, full of the desire to live a merry life, took the place of what was my self at the moment.
~ Marcel Proust
May you learn something from this present instance. Remember it well. Affection is always precious. What we cannot do alone in life, because there are things we cannot ask, or do, or wish, or learn by ourselves, we can do together, without there needing to be thirteen of us, as in the Balzac novel,107 or four, as in The Three Musketeers. I bid you farewell." He
~ Marcel Proust
Any life that represents something mysterious, like some last illusion to be shattered, exerts a pull on us.
~ Marcel Proust
Moreover, I realised that life can be considered commonplace in spite of its appearing so beautiful at particular moments because in the former case one judges and underrates it on quite other grounds than itself, upon images which have no life in them.
~ Marcel Proust
I do not ask to live to a hundred," my aunt would say, for she preferred to have no definite limit fixed to the number of her days.
~ Marcel Proust
The intellect does not recognise situations in life which have no issue.
~ Marcel Proust
E com essa intermitente grosseria que lhe voltava logo que ele não mais sofria e que rebaixava o nível de seu caráter moral, exclamou consigo mesmo: "E dizer que eu estraguei anos inteiros de minha vida, que desejei a morte, que tive o meu maior amor, por uma mulher que não me agradava, que não era o meu tipo!".
~ Marcel Proust
Her presence in our household was the country air and the social life of a farm of fifty years ago transported into our midst by a kind of inverse journey in which the holiday destination travels toward the traveler.
~ Marcel Proust
Our love of life is only an old connexion of which we do not know how to rid ourself. Its strength lies in its permanence. But death which severs it will cure us of the desire for immortality.
~ Marcel Proust
The facts of life do not penetrate to the sphere in which our beliefs are cherished; as it was not they that engendered those beliefs, so they are powerless to destroy them; they can aim at them continual blows of contradiction and disproof without weakening them;
~ Marcel Proust
for want of feeling or immorality, once confessed, simplify life as effectively as loose morals: they remove the need to find excuses for blameworthy actions, and transform them into obligations of sincerity
~ Marcel Proust
Ressaisir notre vie ; et aussi la vie des autres ; car le style, pour l'écrivain aussi bien que pour le peintre, est une question non de technique, mais de vision. Il est la révélation, qui serait impossible par des moyens directs et conscients, de la différence qualitative qu'il y a dans la façon dont nous apparaît le monde, différence qui, s'il n'y avait pas l'art, resterait le secret éternel de chacun.
~ Marcel Proust
But the most important thing to admit is this: although, on the one hand, lying is often a trait of character, it is, on the other hand, in women who would not otherwise be liars, a natural defense, at first spontaneous and then gradually more organized, against that sudden danger which is capable of destroying anyone's life: love.
~ Marcel Proust