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
The smell and taste of things remain poised a long time, like souls, ready to remind us… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
An hour is not merely an hour, it is a vase full of scents and sounds and projects and climates. — 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
“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
I shall not find a painting more beautiful because the artist has painted a hawthorn in the foreground, though I know of… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“But, when nothing subsists of an old past, after the death of people, after the destruction of things, alone, frailer but more… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Perfume is that last and best reserve of the past, the one which when all out tears have run dry, can make… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
So we don't believe that life is beautiful because we don't recall it but if we get a whiff of a long-forgotten… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
But when from a long-distant past nothing subsists, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered, taste and… — 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
![“For her [Françoise], wealth was like a necessary condition without which virtue would lack both merit and charm. She made so little distinction between the two that she came to see their qualities as interchangeable, expecting material comfort from virtue and moral edification from wealth.” quote by Marcel Proust](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/573/marcel-proust-114_character_for-her-fran-oise-wealth-was-like-a-nece_2687.jpg)
