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Quotes About Meaning

The value of memories increases over time. What may seem trivial today, could become priceless tomorrow.
~ Unknown
Sometimes God allows us to experience disppointment only to teach us lessons that we could not learn in any other way. The way which we learn those lessons is not to deny the feelings but to find the meaning that is underlying them.
~ Unknown
The secret to life; one can only see clearly with the heart. Anything that is essential is invisible to the eyes. How much time and effort you've spent on someone or something is what makes them so important.
~ Unknown
Life decisions are those decision that you have made at the core of your soul, that define who you are...
~ Unknown
I hope life isn't a big joke, because I don't get it.
~ Unknown
Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is finished. If you're alive, it isn't.
~ Richard Bach
The purpose of life is a life of purpose.
~ Robert Byrne
Everyone needs to understand that we were given LIFE because we are worth it.
~ Unknown
If explanations are needed, then what's the meaning of trust?
~ Unknown
Remember, no matter how you feel, you are here for a reason, and have your own identity and special place in the world. So embrace the uniqueness of yourself.
~ Unknown
since she could not bring into play the deliberate glances, charged with a definite meaning, which one directs, in a crowd, towards people whom one knows, but must allow her vague thoughts to escape continually from her eyes in a flood of blue light which she was powerless to control,
~ Marcel Proust
the purpose of life now appeared to me as the pursuit not of truth but of loving-kindness, and
~ Marcel Proust
And these dreams warned me that since I wanted to be a writer someday, it was time to find out what I meant to write. But as soon as I asked myself this, trying to find a subject in which I could anchor some infinite philosophical meaning, my mind would stop functioning. I could no longer see anything but empty space before my attentive eyes, I felt that I had no talent or perhaps a disease of the brain kept it from being born.
~ Marcel Proust
at that time I still supposed that it was by means of words that one communicated the truth to others.
~ Marcel Proust
It's no more obsolete than the Iliad. I may
~ Marcel Proust
But already there is the same fault, that paradox of stringing together fine-sounding words and only afterwards troubling about what they mean.
~ Marcel Proust
Persuadé que mes pensées eussent paru pure ineptie à cet esprit parfait, j'avais tellement fait table rase de toutes, que quand par hasard il m'arriva d'en rencontrer, dans tel livres, une que j'avais déjà eue moi-même, mon cœur se gonflait comme si un Dieu dans sa bonté me l'avait rendue, l'avait déclarée légitime et belle.
~ Marcel Proust
Os nomes que designam as coisas respondem sempre a uma noção da inteligência, estranha às nossas impressões verdadeiras e que nos força a eliminar delas tudo o que não se reporte a essa noção.
~ Marcel Proust
That art had become a poor and pitiable thing. It was no longer inhabited by a deep-rooted soul.
~ Marcel Proust
Words do not change their meanings so drastically in the course of centuries as, in our minds, names do in the course of a year or two.
~ Marcel Proust
such suffering, owed to her, in compensation, the possibility of receiving the strange call which had come to me and which I would never again cease to hear—as it were the promise that something else existed, something perhaps reachable through art, besides the nothingness that I had found in all pleasures, and even in love, and that even if my life seemed so empty, at least it was not over.
~ Marcel Proust
Talvez o nada é que seja a verdade e todo o nosso sonho não exista, mas sentimos então que essas frases musicais, essas noções que existem em função do sonho, não hão de ser nada tampouco. Pereceremos, mas temos como reféns essas divinas cativas que seguirão a nossa sorte. E a morte com elas tem alguma coisa de menos amargo, de menos inglório, de menos provável, talvez.
~ Marcel Proust
timpul meu nu-i chiar atît de pre?ios; cel care l-a f?cut, nu ni l-a vîndut.
~ Marcel Proust
His anger was like a single musical phrase to which in an opera several lines are sung which are entirely different from one another, if one studies the words, in meaning and character, but which the music assimilates by a common sentiment.
~ Marcel Proust