Marcel Proust Quotes
When one becomes for an instant one's former self, that is to say different from what one has been for some time past, one's sensibility, being no longer dulled by habit, receives from the slightest stimulus vivid impressions which make everything that has preceded them fade into insignificance, impressions to which, because of their intensity, we attach ourselves with the momentary enthusiasm of a drunkard.
Marcel Proust
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I was never the girl that grew up saying I want to get married. I actually told my parents to not expect me to get married.
Camila Alves
You know, people really don't understand what actors do.
Sally Field
Socially, the Cuban revolution created an education system and health service that remain the envy of much of the neo-liberal world.
Tariq Ali
We've all got royal blood in our veins, you know. It's the best place for it in my view. We've all got a little bit of royal blood in our veins, we're all in line for the succession, and if nineteen million, four hundred thousand, two hundred and eight people die, I'll be king tomorrow. It's not very likely but its a nice thought and helps keep you going.
Peter Cook
He broke the kiss and leaned against her, breathing hard. "Good morning to you, too. Man, I just can't stay mad when you do that.
Rachel Caine
...you have to cherish the world at the same time that you struggle to endure it.
Flannery O'Connor
The only international language in the world is a child's cry.
Eglantyne Jebb
If you travel too fast, all you're gonna see is a blur and you'll never really meet anyone interesting.
Fábio Moon
I never saw movies I was in because my mom told me that would be prideful, being stuck on yourself.
Karolyn Grimes
To live a life of virtue, match up your thoughts, words, and deeds.
Epictetus
First impressions are always unreliable.
Franz Kafka
When one becomes for an instant one's former self, that is to say different from what one has been for some time past, one's sensibility, being no longer dulled by habit, receives from the slightest stimulus vivid impressions which make everything that has preceded them fade into insignificance, impressions to which, because of their intensity, we attach ourselves with the momentary enthusiasm of a drunkard.
Marcel Proust