Marcel Proust’s Quotes On Topics More Marcel Proust Quotes “Life is like that little sweetheart. We dream it and we love it in dreaming it. We should not try to live it: otherwise, like that little boy, we will plunge into stupidity, though not at one swoop, for in life everything degenerates by imperceptible nuances. At the end of ten years we no longer recognize our dreams; we deny them, we live, like a cow, for the grass we are grazing on at the moment. And who knows if our wedding with death might not lead to our conscious immortality?” Marcel Proust Life , Dreams , Degeneration Nuances , Conscious Immortality , Lost Aspirations , Living Moments “When Jean and his mother left Etreuilles, Monsieur Sureau had gathered for them great boxfuls of hawthorn and of snowballs which Madame Santeuil had not the courage to refuse. But, as soon as Jean’s uncle had gone home, she threw them away, saying that they already had more than enough in the way of luggage. And then Jean cried because he had been separated from the darling creatures which he would have liked to take with him to Paris, and because of his mother’s naughtiness.” Marcel Proust Jean , Mother , Hawthorn Snowballs , Emotional Separation , Childhood Loss , Maternal Actions “To such beings, such fugitive beings, their own nature and our anxiety fasten wings. And even when they are with us the look in their eyes seems to warn us that they are about to take flight. The proof of this beauty itself, that wings add is that often, for us, the same person is alternately winged and wingless.” Marcel Proust Beings , Wings , Eyes , Flight , Fleeting Beauty , Duality Nature “For Swann was finding in things once more, since he had fallen in love, the charm that he had found when, in his adolescence, he had fancied himself an artist; with this difference, that what charm lay in them now was conferred by Odette alone.” Marcel Proust Love , Charm , Adolescence , Perception , Transformation , Personal Significance “Pleasures are like photographs: in the presence of the person we love, we take only negatives, which we develop later, at home, when we have at our disposal once more our inner dark room, the door of which it is strictly forbidden to open while others are present.” Marcel Proust Pleasures , Photographs , Inner Darkroom , Love Absence , Memory Development , Forbidden Reflections “All the objects which he contemplated with as much curiosity and admiration as gratitude, for if, in absorbing his dreams, they had delivered him from an obsession, they themselves were, in turn, enriched by the absorption; they shewed him the palpable realisation of his fancies, and they interested his mind; they took shape and grew solid before his eyes, and at the same time they soothed his troubled heart.” Marcel Proust Dreams , Absorption , Realisation Fancies , Troubled Heart , Curiosity Admiration , Palpable Vision
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