“And then, gradually, the memory of her would fade away, I had forgotten the girl of my dream.” — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were. — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Memory, instead of being a duplicate, always present before one's eyes, of the various events of one's life, is rather a void… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“large birds flew swiftly over the Bois, as over a real wood, and with shrill cries perched, one after another, on the… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“...but the loss of a memory, like the omission of a phrase during reading, rather than making for uncertainty, can lead to… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“The places we have known do not belong only to the world of space on which we map them for our own… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
...the memory of a particular image is but regret for a particular moment.. — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“The being that I shall be after death has no more reason to remember the man I have been since my birth… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
We can only be faithful to what we remember, and we remember only what we have known. — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“...infirmity alone makes us take notice and learn, and enables us to analyse mechanisms of which otherwise we should know nothing. A… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
The places we have known do not belong solely to the world of space in which we situate them for our greater… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“And like an aviator who rolls painfully along the ground until, abruptly, he breaks away from it, I felt myself being slowly… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
The moments of the past do not remain still; they retain in our memory the motion which drew them towards the future,… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“When nothing else subsists from the past, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered...the smell and taste… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
The images selected by memory are as arbitrary, as narrow, as elusive as those which the imagination had formed and reality has… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“madeleine soaked in her decoction of lime-flowers which my aunt used to give me (although I did not yet know and must… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“[T]his jealousy gave him, if anything, an agreeable chill, as, to the sad Parisian who is leaving Venice behind him to return… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“But should a sensation from the distant past-like those musical instruments that record and preserve the sound and style of the various… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Our memory is like a shop in the window of which is exposed now one, now another photograph of the same person.… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Every person is destroyed when we cease to see him; after which his next appearance is a new creation, different from that… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“There is no one, no matter how wise he is, who has not in his youth said things or done things that… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“This was many years ago. The staircase wall on which I saw the rising glimmer of his candle has long since ceased… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“machinery' of life at Versailles; and was able, too, to persuade herself that her silence, a shade of good humour or of arrogance on… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“For her [Françoise], wealth was like a necessary condition without which virtue would lack both merit and charm. She made so little distinction between… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Knowing does not always allow us to prevent, but at least the things that we know, we hold them, if not in our hands,… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
The bonds that unite another person to our self exist only in our mind. — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
...a writer's works, like the water in an artesian well, mount to a height which is in proportion to the depth to which suffering… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Then from those profound slumbers we awake in a dawn, not knowing who we are, being nobody, newly born, ready for anything, the brain… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Art extracted from the most familiar reality does indeed exist and its domain is perhaps the largest of any.” — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
I find very reasonable the Celtic belief that the souls of our dearly departed are trapped in some inferior being, in an animal, aplant,… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“When you heard anyone in the middle of a talk which was being deliberately kept off the Affair announce furtively some piece of political… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“We betroth ourselves by proxy, and then feel obliged to marry the intermediary.” — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“But the old lady on the contrary, far from justifying her daughter’s fears, felt every time someone of her own age “disappeared” that she… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
