Posted by: Andrea Manfrč
Some qualities help to bear the faults of one's neighbour and a man of great genius will usually give less attention to another's stupidity than a fool.
from the book "" by Marcel Proust
Quotes by Marcel Proust
You can find this author also in Humor and in Quotes for Every Occasion.
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Posted by: Lady R.
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Wisdom)
Happiness is beneficial for the body but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
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Posted by: Sara Stemerario
Illness is the doctor to whom we pay most heed; to kindness, to knowledge, we make promise only; pain we obey.
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Posted by: Maria Elena Caprara
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Books)
I perceived that to express those impressions, to write that essential book, which is the only true one, a great writer does not, in the current meaning of the word, invent it, but, since it exists already in each one of us, interprets it. The duty and the task of a writer are those of an interpreter.
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Posted by: Emanuela D'Erchia
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Love)
It is a misfortune to not be loved but an insult to not be loved anymore.
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Posted by: Davide Castellani
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Moods)
All our final decisions are made in a state of mind that is not going to last.
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Posted by: Marianna Mansueto
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Wisdom)
The only true voyage of discovery, the only fountain of Eternal Youth, would be not to visit strange lands but to possess other eyes, to behold the universe through the eyes of another, of a hundred others, to behold the hundred universes that each of them beholds, that each of them is.
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One loves only what one doesn't entirely posess.
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Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Love)
Love is space and time made tender to the heart.
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Posted by: asterisco
We do not succeed in changing things according to our desire, but gradually our desire changes. The situation that we hoped to change because it was intolerable becomes unimportant. We have not managed to surmount the obstacle, as we were absolutely determined to do, but life has taken us round it, led us past it, and then if we turn round to gaze at the remote past, we can barely catch sight of it, so imperceptible has it become.
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