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 individuals who seem to us most outstanding, who are honored with the name of genius, are those who have proposed to enact the fate of all humanity in their personal existences.
Simone de Beauvoir
Earnest people are often people who habitually look on the serious side of things that have no serious side.
Van Wyck Brooks
Whenever I see grace, I’m moved.
Bono
U2
What you look like, whether you're Brad Pitt or Charles Laughton, is significant for actors.
Jack Davenport
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