"Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom."
"For often I have wished to see a person again without realising that it was simply because that personal recalled to me a hedge of hawthorns in blossom, and I have been led to believe, and to make someone else believe, in a renewal of affection, by what was no more than an inclination to travel."
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Source: Marcel Proust (2006). “Remembrance of Things Past”, p.674, Wordsworth Editions
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