"Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom."
"What an abyss of uncertainty, whenever the mind feels overtaken by itself; when it, the seeker, is at the same time the dark region through which it must go seeking and where all its equipment will avail it nothing. Seek? More than that: create. It is face to face with something which does not yet exist, which it alone can make actual, which it alone can bring into the light of day."
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Source: Marcel Proust (2015). “Swann's Way”, p.49, Vintage
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