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Wars are fought for the benefit of oligarchs, triumphs bought with the blood of peons.
Marcel Proust
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Marcel Proust
Age: 51 †
Born: 1871
Born: July 10
Died: 1922
Died: November 18
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In reality, every reader is, while reading, the reader of his own self.
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A photograph acquires something of the dignity which it ordinarily lacks when it ceases to be a reproduction of reality and shows us things that no longer exist.
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The truth is that every morning war is declared afresh. And the men who wish to continue it are as guilty as the men who began it, more guilty perhaps, for the latter perhaps did not foresee all its horrors.
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If there is one thing more difficult than submitting oneself to a regime it is refraining from imposing it on other people.
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