Marcel Proust Quotes
For one cannot change, that is to say become another person, while continuing to acquiesce to the feelings of the person one no longer is.
Marcel Proust
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You'll find boredom where there is the absence of a good idea.
Earl Nightingale
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When your neighbour's house is on fire, you should help with a bucket of water.
Yahya Jammeh
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I carry around, like, a little journal with me and just write all the time. Not necessarily, like, actually sitting down and writing lyrics - just freeform writing, whatever's going on in my mind. I write a lot on airplanes, actually, because it's completely isolating.
Mandy Moore
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To go back, the mistake that Universal Studios made with 'Dawn of the Dead' was that they didn't have enough money or cared enough to make a soundtrack.
Zack Snyder
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I've always been motivated to stop people from doing dysfunctional things.
Warren Farrell
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I don't know how to cook and there's so much work involved you have to buy the groceries and prepare them. I like it when people cook for me, or I'll just order some take-out.
Famke Janssen
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The charge of being ambiguous and indefinite may be brought against every human composition, and necessarily arises from the imperfection of language. Perhaps no two men will express the same sentiment in the same manner and by the same words; neither do they connect precisely the same ideas with the same words.
Oliver Ellsworth
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Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.
Lance Armstrong
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People say it's a Ponzi scheme, it's a bubble. People really don't want to take it seriously. At some point, that narrative will shift to 'virtual currencies are here to stay.'
Cameron Winklevoss
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So far, about morals, I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after.
Ernest Hemingway
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For one cannot change, that is to say become another person, while continuing to acquiesce to the feelings of the person one no longer is.
Marcel Proust