“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
“Why, when we regain consciousness, is it not an identity other than the one we had previously that is embodied in us?… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, as Eve was born from one of Adam’s ribs, a woman was born during my sleep from a cramped position of… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Once we have reached a certain degree of enfeeblement, whether caused by age or by ill health, all pleasure taken at the… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Perhaps the immobility of the things that surround us is forced upon them by our conviction that they are themselves, and not… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“I spent many a charming evening talking and playing with Albertine, but none so sweet as when I was watching her sleep.” — 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
A man who falls straight into bed night after night, and ceases to live until the moment when he wakes and rises,… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“A man who, night after night, falls like a lump of lead upon his bed, and ceases to live until the moment… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
A sleeping man holds in a circle around him the thread of the hours, the order of years and of worlds. He… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“We do not include the pleasures we enjoy in sleep in the inventory of the pleasures we have experienced in the course… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“...the sleep which lay heavy upon the furniture, the room, the whole surroundings of which I formed but an insignificant pat and… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“And once the novelist has brought us to this state, in which, as in all purely mental states, every emotion is multiplied… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“The resurrection at our awakening-after that beneficent attack of mental alienation which is sleep-must after all be similar to what occurs when… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“For a long time I used to go to bed early. Sometimes, when I had put out my candle, my eyes would… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
A little insomnia is not without its value in making us appreciate sleep, in throwing a ray of light upon that darkness. — 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