The courage of one's opinions is always a form of calculating cowardice in the eyes of the "other side. — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Like everybody who is not loved that one chose the person whom one loved after endless deliberations and on the strength of… — Marcel Proust Love Copy Share Image
“After a certain age, and even if we develop in quite different ways, the more we become ourselves, the more our family… — Marcel Proust Certain age Copy Share Image
“Just think of how many projects, travels, love affairs, studies it - our life - hides from us, made invisible by our… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Only by art can we get outside ourselves, instead of seeing only one world, our own, we see it under multiple forms. — Marcel Proust Art Copy Share Image
“He was one of those susceptible, highly-strung persons who cannot bear to have made a blunder which, though they do not admit… — Marcel Proust Blunder Copy Share Image
“It may, incidentally, be observed that the regularity of a habit is usually in direct proportion to its absurdity.” — Marcel Proust Absurdity Copy Share Image
I had come in time to learn that it was a mistake to smile a friendly smile when somebody made a fool… — Marcel Proust Failure Copy Share Image
We exist only by virtue of what we possess, we possess only what is really present to us, and many of our… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“And yet, my dear Charles Swann, whom I used to know when I was still so young and you were nearing your… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“E recomecei a escutar, a sofrer; quando estamos à espera, do ouvido que recolhe os ruídos ao espírito que os despoja e… — Marcel Proust Amor Copy Share Image
“She remembered all the years in which my grandmother and she had refrained from speaking to me about my work and the… — Marcel Proust Grandmother Copy Share Image
Even in the most insignificant details of our daily life, none of us can be said to constitute a material whole, which… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Coming abruptly, and without giving me time to trace it accurately to its source among so many ideas of a very different… — Marcel Proust Desire Copy Share Image
I perceived that to express those impressions, to write that essential book, which is the only true one, a great writer does… — Marcel Proust Books Copy Share Image
“The variations of the Duchess's judgment spared no one, except her husband. He alone had never been in love with her, in… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“He recognised that all the period of Odette's life which had elapsed before she first met him, a period of which he… — Marcel Proust First met Copy Share Image
“But when a belief vanishes, there survives it—more and more vigorously so as to cloak the absence of the power, now lost… — Marcel Proust Death Copy Share Image
“Each of our actions, our words, our attitudes is cut off from the ‘world,’ from the people who have not directly perceived… — Marcel Proust Blank space Copy Share Image
“It may be that I might have inferred from the pages that life teaches us to diminish the value of what we… — Marcel Proust Book Copy Share Image
“The idea that one will die is more painful than dying, but less painful than the idea that another person is dead,… — Marcel Proust Books Copy Share Image
“I was genuinely in love with Mme. de Guermantes. The greatest happiness that I could have asked of God would have been… — Marcel Proust Happiness Copy Share Image
“But genius, and even great talent, springs less from seeds of intellect and social refinement superior to those of other people than… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Ah! whatever you may say, it’s good to be alive all the same, my dear Amédée!” And then, abruptly, the memory of… — Marcel Proust Happiness Copy Share Image
The particulars of life do not matter to the artist; they merely provide him with the opportunity to lay bare his genius. — Marcel Proust Art Copy Share Image
Illness is the most heeded of doctors: to goodness and wisdom we only make promises; pain we obey. — Marcel Proust Doctor Copy Share Image
In summoning even the wisest of physicians to our aid, it is probably that he is relying upon a scientific "truth", the… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
As long as men are free to ask what they must, free to say what they think, free to think what they… — Marcel Proust Freedom Copy Share Image
It is the tragedy of other people that they are to us merely showcases for the very perishable collections of our own… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Men may thus have several sorts of pleasures. The true pleasure is that for which they give up another.” — Marcel Proust Pleasure Copy Share Image
For theories and schools, like microbes and corpuscles, devour one another and by their strife ensure the continuity of life. — Marcel Proust Continuity Copy Share Image
The stellar universe is not so difficult to understand as the real actions of other people, especially of the people with whom… — Marcel Proust Action Copy Share Image
“Altogether, I had derived little benefit from being in Balbec, for which reason I was all the more determined to come back… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“real books should be the offspring not of daylight and casual talk but of darkness and silence” — Marcel Proust Books Copy Share Image
It has been said that beauty is a promise of happiness. Conversely, the possibility of pleasure can be a beginning of beauty. — Marcel Proust Beauty Copy Share Image
“People often say that, by pointing out to a man the faults of his mistress, you succeed only in strengthening his atachment… — Marcel Proust Mistress Copy Share Image
It is only with the passions of others that we are ever really familiar, and what we come to discover about our… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
When from a long distant past nothing subsists after the things are broken and scattered, the smell and taste of things remain. — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“A new book was not one of a number of similar objects, but was like an individual man, unmatched, and with no… — Marcel Proust Books Copy Share Image
Proust was the greatest novelist of the twentieth century, just as Tolstoy was in the nineteenth. — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
