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Marcel Proust

IN SEARCH OF LOST TIME – Complete Edition (All 7 Books in One Volume)

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  • Mimihar citeratför 4 år sedan
    as though one's life were a series of galleries in which all the portraits of any one period had a marked family likeness, the same (so to speak) tonality—this early Swann abounding in leisure,
  • Mimihar citeratför 4 år sedan
    Even the simple act which we describe as "seeing some one we know" is, to some extent, an intellectual process. We pack the physical outline of the creature we see with all the ideas we have already formed about him, and in the complete picture of him which we compose in our minds those ideas have certainly the principal place.
  • Mimihar citeratför 4 år sedan
    our social personality is created by the thoughts of other people.
  • Mimihar citeratför 4 år sedan
    the thought of being herself on terms of intimacy with Aristaeus, of knowing that he would, when he had finished his conversation with her, plunge deep into the realms of Thetis, into an empire veiled from mortal eyes, in which Virgil depicts him as being received with open arms
  • Mimihar citeratför 4 år sedan
    that when he left our house in Paris, saying that he must go home to bed, he would no sooner have turned the corner than he would stop, retrace his steps, and be off to some drawing-room
  • Mimihar citeratför 4 år sedan
    Often, but a little at a time, like poor old Swann
  • Mimihar citeratför 4 år sedan
    was for me a moment of the keenest sorrow.
  • Mimihar citeratför 4 år sedan
    n my cowardice I became at once a man, and did what all we grown men do when face to face with suffering and injustice; I preferred not to see them
  • Mimihar citeratför 4 år sedan
    but still smiling, for she was so humble and so sweet that her gentleness towards others, and her continual subordination of herself and of her own troubles, appeared on her face blended in a smile which, unlike those seen on the majority of human faces, had no trace in it of irony, save for herself, while for all of us kisses seemed to spring from her eyes, which could not look upon those she loved without yearning to bestow upon them passionate caresses
  • Mimihar citeratför 4 år sedan
    But it was no good my knowing that I was not in any of those houses of which, in the stupid moment of waking, if I had not caught sight exactly, I could still believe in their possible presence; for memory was now set in motion
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