Hawthorns Quote by Marcel Proust
““Oh, my poor little hawthorns,” I was assuring them through my sobs, “it is not you that want to make me unhappy, to force me to leave you. You, you have never done me any harm. So I shall always love you.” And, drying my eyes, I promised them that, when I grew up, I would never copy the foolish example of other men, but that even in Paris, on fine spring days, instead of paying calls and listening to silly talk, I would make excursions into the country to see the first hawthorn-trees in bloom.””
About This Quote
Source Novel: In Search of Lost Time, Volume 1, 1913
The speaker vows enduring love for loved ones despite personal sorrow, promising to cherish simple natural joys over superficial social habits.
In simple terms: Love persists despite hardship; cherish nature over society.
Prioritize authentic connections over empty rituals.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- family gatherings
- personal reflection
- travel
- urban life
- social gatherings
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How do you balance personal grief with commitments to others?
- What simple pleasures can replace superficial social expectations?
Idealizing nature may ignore practical realities of urban living.