Danh ngôn của Marcel Proust
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Chúng ta hãy biết ơn những người làm cho chúng ta hạnh phúc, họ là những người làm vườn duyên dáng khiến tâm hồn chúng ta nở hoa.
Tác giả: Marcel Proust | Chuyên mục: Friendship | Sứ mệnh: [8]
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Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng tác giả: Marcel Proust
- The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
- Love is space and time measured by the heart.
- As long as men are free to ask what they must, free to say what they think, free to think what they will, freedom can never be lost and science can never regress.
- We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.
- It is in moments of illness that we are compelled to recognize that we live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom, whole worlds apart, who has no knowledge of us and by whom it is impossible to make ourselves understood: our body.
Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng chuyên mục: Friendship
- Big Red Machine is really a community effort: I guess it involves almost 30 musicians. It does come out of our friendship, but it's really something that is deeply collaborative.
- Do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?
- From an early age I didn't buy into the value systems of working hard in a nine-to-five job. I thought creativity, friendship and loyalty and pushing the boundaries of what was acceptable was much more interesting.
- I don't know if I've ever been in a clique. The older I've gotten, the more I've realized what a true friend really is. So my friendship circle has changed a bit.
- The arrogance that says analysing the relationship between reasons and causes is more important than writing a philosophy of shyness or sadness or friendship drives me nuts. I can't accept that.