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Quotes About Self

We don't receive wisdom we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take us or spare us.
~ Marcel Proust
One cannot change, that is to say become a different person, while continuing to acquiesce to the feelings of the person one has ceased to be.
~ Marcel Proust
I cannot express the uneasiness caused in me by this intrusion of mystery and beauty into a room I had at last filled with myself to the point of paying no more attention to the room than to that self. The anesthetizing influence of habit having ceased, I would begin to have thoughts, and feelings, and they are such sad things.
~ Marcel Proust
People claim that we recapture for a moment the self that we were long ago when we enter some house or garden in which we used to live in our youth. But these are most hazardous pilgrimages, which end as often in disappointment as in success. It is in ourselves that we should rather seek to find those fixed places, contemporaneous with different years.
~ Marcel Proust
We don't receive wisdom we must discover it for ourselves.
~ Marcel Proust
The being that I shall be after death has no more reason to remember the man I have been since my birth than the latter to remember what I was before it.
~ Marcel Proust
notre personnalité sociale est une création de la pensée des autres.
~ Marcel Proust
inebriation brings about for an hour or two a state of subjective idealism, pure phenomenalism; everything is reduced to appearances and exists only as a function of our sublime self.
~ Marcel Proust
Later on, absence taught me far more bitter lessons: that you get accustomed to absence, that the greatest abatement of the self, the most humiliating torment is to feel that you are no longer tormented by absence.
~ Marcel Proust
In reality every reader is, while he is reading, the reader of his own self.
~ Marcel Proust
When the successive hours of our life are thus displayed against too widely dissimilar backgrounds, we find that we give away too much of ourselves to all sorts of people who next day will not interest us in the least
~ Marcel Proust
The links between another person and ourselves exist only in our minds. Memory weakens them as it fades, and despite the illusions which we hope will deceive us and with which, whether from love, friendship, politeness, human respect or from duty, we hope to deceive others, we exist on our own. Man is a being who cannot move beyond his own boundaries, who knows others only within himself, and if he alleges the contrary, he is lying.
~ Marcel Proust
Now, since the self is constantly thinking numerous things, since it is nothing more than the thoughts of these things, when by chance, instead of having them as the objects of its attention, it suddenly turns its thoughts upon itself, it finds only an empty apparatus, something unfamiliar, to which, in order to give it some reality - it adds the memory of a face seen in a mirror.
~ Marcel Proust
The truth I am seeking is not in the drink, but in me
~ Marcel Proust
For a man cannot change, that is to say become another person, while he continues to obey the dictates of the self which he has ceased to be.
~ Marcel Proust
The mind is its own place, and in it self Can
~ John Milton
The mind is its own place, and in it self Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
~ John Milton
Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell
~ John Milton
Wait...The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
~ John Milton
The mind is its own place, and in it self 255: Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
~ John Milton
One who brings a mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven. What matter where, if I be still the same, and what I should be... And what I should be
~ John Milton
One who brings a mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven. What matter where, if I be still the same, and what I should be...
~ John Milton
The mind is its own place, and in itself103 255 Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
~ John Milton
Me miserable! Which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell. And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
~ John Milton