Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade. — Marcel Proust
Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade.
Le désir fleurit, la possession flétrit toutes choses;
Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade.
Le désir fleurit, la possession flétrit toutes choses;
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