Marcel Proust

Illness is the doctor to whom we pay most heed; to kindness, to knowledge, we make promise only; pain we obey.

Let us leave the beautiful women to men with no imagination.

Love is space and time measured by the heart.

Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.

If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.

There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we spent with a favorite book.

We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new lands but seeing with new eyes.