The bonds that unite another person to our self exist only in our mind. — 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,… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
This labour of the artist to discover a means of apprehending beneath matter and experience, beneath words, something different from their appearance,… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
It's odd how a person always arouses admiration for his moral qualities among the relatives of another with whom he has sexual… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
I cannot express the uneasiness caused in me by this intrusion of mystery and beauty into a room I had at last… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Man is the creature that cannot emerge from himself, that knows his fellows only in himself; when he asserts the contrary, he… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
A sort of egotistical self-evaluation is unavoidable in those joys in which erudition and art mingle and in which aesthetic pleasure may… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
It is comforting when one has a sorrow to lie in the warmth of one's bed and there, abandoning all effort and… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
In reality, every reader is, while reading, the reader of his own self. — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
When one becomes for an instant one's former self, that is to say different from what one has been for some time… — 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
