Will it ultimately reach the clear surface of my consciousness, this memory, this old, dead moment which the magnetism of an identical moment has travelled so far to importune, to disturb, to raise up out of the very depths of my being? I cannot tell. Now that I feel nothing, it has stopped, has perhaps gone down again into its darkness, from which who can say whether it will ever rise? Marcel Proust Memory , Consciousness , Depth , Moment , Emotional Magnetism , Lost Feelings
Marcel Proust’s Quotes On Topics More Marcel Proust Quotes “Quartering the topmost branches of one of the tall trees, an invisible bird was striving to make the day seem shorter, exploring with a long-drawn note the solitude that pressed it on every side, but it received at once so unanimous an answer, so powerful a repercussion of silence and of immobility, that one felt it had arrested for all eternity the moment which it had been trying to make pass more quickly.” Marcel Proust Bird , Solitude , Long Note , Unanimous Silence , Eternal Moment , Nature Symphony “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 “Ambition is more intoxicating than fame; desire makes all things blossom, possession wilts them; it is better to dream your life than to live it, even if living it means dreaming it, though both less mysteriously and less vividly, in a murky and sluggish dream, like the straggling dream in the feeble awareness of ruminant creatures.” Marcel Proust Ambition , Fame , Dreams , Desire , Dreamlike Existence , Life Philosophy “Other people are, as a rule, so immaterial to us that, when we have entrusted to any one of them the power to cause so much suffering or happiness to ourselves, that person seems at once to belong to a different universe, is surrounded with poetry, makes of our lives a vast expanse, quick with sensation, on which that person and ourselves are ever more or less in contact.” Marcel Proust People , Immateriality , Emotional Power , Poetic Connection , Life Expansion , Sensational Impact
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