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And half an hour later the thought that it was time to go to sleep would awaken me; I would try to put away the book which, I imagined, was still in my hands, and to blow out the light; I had been thinking all the time, while I was asleep, of what I had just been reading,
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 40-42 2020-05-06 01:10:12
The thought of being made comfortable gives him strength to endure his pain.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 56-57 2020-05-06 01:11:45
My body, conscious that its own warmth was permeating hers, would strive to become one with her, and I would awake. The rest of humanity seemed very remote in comparison with this woman whose company I had left but a moment ago:
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 69-70 2020-05-06 01:14:11
When a man is asleep, he has in a circle round him the chain of the hours, the sequence of the years, the order of the heavenly host. Instinctively, when he awakes, he looks to these, and in an instant reads off his own position on the earth’s surface and the amount of time that has elapsed during his slumbers; but this ordered procession is apt to grow confused, and to break its ranks.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 74-77 2020-05-06 01:13:49
Perhaps the immobility of the things that surround us is forced upon them by our conviction that they are themselves, and not anything else, and by the immobility of our conceptions of them.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 88-90 2020-05-06 01:15:38
Custom! that skilful but unhurrying manager who begins by torturing the mind for weeks on end with her provisional arrangements; whom the mind, for all that, is fortunate in discovering, for without the help of custom it would never contrive, by its own efforts, to make any room seem habitable.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 136-138 2020-05-06 01:19:08
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.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 195-197 2020-05-06 01:25:02
in 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;
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 202-203 2020-05-06 01:25:32
grandfather, during the two years for which he survived her, “It’s a funny thing, now; I very often think of my poor wife, but I cannot think of her very much at any one time.” “Often,
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 253-255 2020-05-06 19:01:45
“It’s a funny thing, now; I very often think of my poor wife, but I cannot think of her very much at any one time.”
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 254-255 2020-05-06 19:02:07
But then, even in the most insignificant details of our daily life, none of us can be said to constitute a material whole, which is identical for everyone, and need only be turned up like a page in an account-book or the record of a will; our social personality is created by the thoughts of other people.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 317-320 2020-05-06 19:08:15
Even the simple act which we describe as “seeing some one we know” is, to some extent, an intellectual process.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 320-320 2020-05-06 19:08:28
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. In the end they come to fill out so completely the curve of his cheeks, to follow so exactly the line of his nose, they blend so harmoniously in the sound of his voice that these seem to be no more than a transparent envelope, so that each time we see the face or hear the voice it is our own ideas of him which we recognise and to which we listen.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 320-324 2020-05-06 19:08:53
“‘I cannot say whether it was his ignorance or a trap,’
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 463-463 2020-05-07 00:16:11
him, that anguish which lies in knowing that the creature one adores is in some place of enjoyment where oneself is not and cannot follow — to him that anguish came through Love,
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 533-534 2020-05-07 00:22:05
And so it is with our own past. It is a labour in vain to attempt to recapture it: all the efforts of our intellect must prove futile.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 783-784 2020-05-07 00:42:00
The past is hidden somewhere outside the realm, beyond the reach of intellect, in some material object (in the sensation which that material object will give us) which we do not suspect. And as for that object, it depends on chance whether we come upon it or not before we ourselves must die.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 784-786 2020-05-07 00:42:26
But when from a long-distant past nothing subsists, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered, still, alone, more fragile, but with more vitality, more unsubstantial, more persistent, more faithful, the smell and taste of things remain poised a long time, like souls, ready to remind us, waiting and hoping for their moment, amid the ruins of all the rest; and bear unfaltering, in the tiny and almost impalpable drop of their essence, the vast structure of recollection.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 833-837 2020-05-07 00:46:55
The only thing wanting is the necessary thing, a great patch of open sky like this.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 1206-1207 2020-05-09 01:24:41
And then my thoughts, did not they form a similar sort of hiding-hole, in the depths of which I felt that I could bury myself and remain invisible even when I was looking at what went on outside?
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 1485-1486 2020-05-11 01:02:23
The novelist’s happy discovery was to think of substituting for those opaque sections, impenetrable by the human spirit, their equivalent in immaterial sections, things, that is, which the spirit can assimilate to itself. After which it matters not that the actions, the feelings of this new order of creatures appear to us in the guise of truth, since we have made them our own, since it is in ourselves that they are happening, that they are holding in thrall, while we turn over, feverishly, the pages of the book, our quickened breath and staring eyes.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 1510-1513 2020-05-11 01:04:58
It is the same in life; the heart changes, and that is our worst misfortune; but we learn of it only from reading or by imagination; for in reality its alteration, like that of certain natural phenomena, is so gradual that, even if we are able to distinguish, successively, each of its different states, we are still spared the actual sensation of change.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 1518-1520 2020-05-11 01:06:04
As he spoke I noticed, what had often struck me before in his conversations with my grandmother’s sisters, that whenever he spoke of serious matters, whenever he used an expression which seemed to imply a definite opinion upon some important subject, he would take care to isolate, to sterilise it by using a special intonation, mechanical and ironic, as though he had put the phrase or word between inverted commas, and was anxious to disclaim any personal responsibility for it; as who should say “the ‘hierarchy,’ don’t you know, as silly people call it.” But then, if it was so absurd, why did he say the ‘hierarchy’?
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 1755-1759 2020-05-12 01:10:43
We say rather originality, charm, delicacy, strength; and then one day we add up the sum of these, and find that it amounts simply to talent.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 1778-1779 2020-05-12 01:12:40
Once we believe that a fellow-creature has a share in some unknown existence to which that creature’s love for ourselves can win us admission, that is, of all the preliminary conditions which Love exacts, the one to which he attaches most importance, the one which makes him generous or indifferent as to the rest.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 1801-1803 2020-05-12 01:15:24
Higher up on the altar, a flower had opened here and there with a careless grace, holding so unconcernedly, like a final, almost vaporous bedizening, its bunch of stamens, slender as gossamer, which clouded the flower itself in a white mist, that in following these with my eyes, in trying to imitate, somewhere inside myself, the action of their blossoming, I imagined it as a swift and thoughtless movement of the head with an enticing glance from her contracted pupils, by a young girl in white, careless and alive.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2027-2031 2020-05-12 23:43:57
All that was left of it was a column, half shattered, but preserving the beauty of a ruin which endures for all time.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2071-2071 2020-05-12 23:48:06
And from that instant I had not to take another step; the ground moved forward under my feet in that garden where, for so long, my actions had ceased to require any control, or even attention, from my will. Custom came to take me in her arms, carried me all the way up to my bed, and laid me down there like a little child.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2081-2083 2020-05-12 23:49:12
that she did not pass through those abnormal hours in which one thirsts for something different from what one has, when those people who, through lack of energy or imagination, are unable to generate any motive power in themselves, cry out, as the clock strikes or the postman knocks, in their eagerness for news (even if it be bad news), for some emotion (even that of grief); when the heartstrings, which prosperity has silenced, like a harp laid by, yearn to be plucked and sounded again by some hand, even a brutal hand, even if it shall break them; when the will, which has with such difficulty brought itself to subdue its impulse, to renounce its right to abandon itself to its own uncontrolled desires, and consequent sufferings, would fain cast its guiding reins into the hands of circumstances, coercive and, it may be, cruel.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2086-2092 2020-05-12 23:50:34
Now are the woods all black, but still the sky is blue. May you always see a blue sky overhead, my young friend; and then, even when the time comes, which is coming now for me, when the woods are all black, when night is fast falling, you will be able to console yourself, as I am doing, by looking up to the sky.”
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2177-2180 2020-05-12 23:58:16
I felt that these celestial hues indicated the presence of exquisite creatures who had been pleased to assume vegetable form, who, through the disguise which covered their firm and edible flesh, allowed me to discern in this radiance of earliest dawn, these hinted rainbows, these blue evening shades, that precious quality which I should recognise again when, all night long after a dinner at which I had partaken of them, they played (lyrical and coarse in their jesting as the fairies in Shakespeare’s Dream) at transforming my humble chamber into a bower of aromatic perfume.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2189-2194 2020-05-12 23:59:58
I began gradually to realise that Françoise’s kindness, her compunction, the sum total of her virtues concealed many of these back-kitchen tragedies, just as history reveals to us that the reigns of the kings and queens who are portrayed as kneeling with clasped hands in the windows of churches, were stained by oppression and bloodshed.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2214-2216 2020-05-13 00:02:14
Snaps and snails and puppy-dogs’ tails, And dirty sluts in plenty, Smell sweeter than roses in young men’s noses When the heart is one-and-twenty.”
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2236-2239 2020-05-13 00:04:26
Carried away in a sort of dream, he smiled, then he began to hurry back towards the lady; he was walking faster than usual, and his shoulders swayed backwards and forwards, right and left, in the most absurd fashion; altogether he looked, so utterly had he abandoned himself to it, ignoring all other considerations, as though he were the lifeless and wire-pulled puppet of his own happiness.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2266-2269 2020-05-13 00:09:16
we are reduced to the evidence of our own senses, and we ask ourselves, in the face of this detached and incoherent fragment of recollection, whether indeed our senses have not been the victims of a hallucination; with the result that such attitudes, and these alone are of importance in indicating character, are the most apt to leave us in perplexity.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2298-2301 2020-05-13 00:12:37
for in that moist and gentle atmosphere these heavenly flower-beds will break into blossom, in a few moments, in the evenings, incomparably lovely, and often lasting for hours before they fade.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2372-2373 2020-05-14 01:00:40
Somewhere in one of the tall trees, making a stage in its height, an invisible bird, desperately attempting to make the day seem shorter, was exploring with a long, continuous 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 would have said, it had arrested for all eternity the moment which it had been trying to make pass more quickly.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2500-2503 2020-05-14 01:13:07
to me the vast expanse of waving corn beneath the fleecy clouds, and the sight of a single poppy hoisting upon its slender rigging and holding against the breeze its scarlet ensign, over the buoy of rich black earth from which it sprang, made my heart beat as does a wayfarer’s when he perceives, upon some low-lying ground, an old and broken boat which is being caulked and made seaworthy,
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2526-2528 2020-05-14 01:16:06
the sight of a single poppy hoisting upon its slender rigging and holding against the breeze its scarlet ensign, over the buoy of rich black earth from which it sprang, made my heart beat as does a wayfarer’s when he perceives, upon some low-lying ground, an old and broken boat which is being caulked and made seaworthy, and cries out, although he has not yet caught sight of it, “The Sea!”
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2526-2529 2020-05-14 01:16:14
And, indeed, I had felt at once, as I had felt before the white blossom, but now still more marvelling, that it was in no artificial manner, by no device of human construction, that the festal intention of these flowers was revealed, but that it was Nature herself who had spontaneously expressed it
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2549-2550 2020-05-14 01:18:47
was Nature herself who had spontaneously expressed it (with the simplicity of a woman from a village shop,
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2550-2551 2020-05-14 01:18:32
she allowed her eyes to wander, over the space that lay between us, in my direction, without any particular expression, without appearing to have seen me, but with an intensity, a half-hidden smile which I was unable to interpret, according to the instruction I had received in the ways of good breeding, save as a mark of infinite disgust; and her hand, at the same time, sketched in the air an indelicate gesture, for which, when it was addressed in public to a person whom one did not know, the little dictionary of manners which I carried in my mind supplied only one meaning, namely, a deliberate insult.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2576-2580 2020-05-14 01:21:21
was the great and general renunciation which old age makes in preparation for death, the chrysalis stage of life, which may be observed wherever life has been unduly prolonged; even in old lovers who have lived for one another with the utmost intensity of passion, and in old friends bound by the closest ties of mental sympathy, who, after a certain year, cease to make, the necessary journey, or even to cross the street to see one another, cease to correspond, and know well that they will communicate no more in this world.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2616-2619 2020-05-14 01:25:01
identical emotions do not spring up in the hearts of all men simultaneously,
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2841-2842 2020-05-15 00:18:36
I discovered that, whenever I had read for too long and was in a mood for conversation, the friend to whom I would be burning to say something would at that moment have finished indulging himself in the delights of conversation, and wanted nothing now but to be left to read undisturbed.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 2842-2844 2020-05-15 00:18:54
indifference to the sufferings which they cause which, whatever names else be given it, is the one true, terrible and lasting form of cruelty.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 3014-3016 2020-05-15 00:34:54
it was high time to decide what sort of books I was going to write. But as soon as I asked myself the question, and tried to discover some subjects to which I could impart a philosophical significance of infinite value, my mind would stop like a clock, I would see before me vacuity, nothing, would feel either that I was wholly devoid of talent, or that, perhaps, a malady of the brain was hindering its development.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 3152-3155 2020-05-15 00:45:56
in order not to feel it, my mind of its own accord, by a sort of inhibition in the instant of pain, ceased entirely to think of verse-making, of fiction, of the poetic future on which my want of talent precluded me from counting.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 3251-3253 2020-05-16 00:08:51
Vision fugitive...; In matters such as this ‘Tis best to close one’s eyes.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 3531-3533 2020-05-17 00:46:29
“Some woman must have made you suffer. And you think that the rest are all like her. She can’t have understood you: you are so utterly different from ordinary men. That’s what I liked about you when I first saw you; I felt at once that you weren’t like everybody else.”
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 3604-3607 2020-05-17 00:52:42
As regards figures of speech, he was insatiable in his thirst for knowledge, for often imagining them to have a more definite meaning than was actually the case, he would want to know what, exactly, was intended by those which he most frequently heard used: ‘devilish pretty,’ ‘blue blood,’ ‘a cat and dog life,’ ‘a day of reckoning,’ ‘a queen of fashion, ‘to give a free hand,’ ‘to be at a deadlock,’ and so forth; and in what particular circumstances he himself might make use of them in conversation.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 3640-3644 2020-05-17 00:54:59
Failing these, he would adorn it with puns and other ‘plays upon words’ which he had learned by rote. As for the names of strangers which were uttered in his hearing, he used merely to repeat them to himself in a questioning tone, which, he thought, would suffice to furnish him with explanations for which he would not ostensibly seek.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 3644-3646 2020-05-17 00:55:17
He had so long since ceased to direct his course towards any ideal goal, and had confined himself to the pursuit of ephemeral satisfactions, that he had come to believe, though without ever formally stating his belief even to himself, that he would remain all his life in that condition, which death alone could alter.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 3824-3826 2020-05-17 01:07:16
Swann had left his cigarette-case at her house. “Why,” she wrote, “did you not forget your heart also? I should never have let you have that back.”
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4056-4058 2020-05-18 02:09:04
When he had sat for a long time gazing at the Botticelli, he would think of his own living Botticelli, who seemed all the lovelier in contrast, and as he drew towards him the photograph of Zipporah he would imagine that he was holding Odette against his heart.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4113-4115 2020-05-19 00:51:22
It was not only Odette’s indifference, however, that he must take pains to circumvent; it was also, not infrequently, his own; feeling that, since Odette had had every facility for seeing him, she seemed no longer to have very much to say to him when they did meet, he was afraid lest the manner — at once trivial, monotonous, and seemingly unalterable — which she now adopted when they were together should ultimately destroy in him that romantic hope, that a day might come when she would make avowal of her passion, by which hope alone he had become and would remain her lover.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4115-4119 2020-05-19 00:51:14
“Did you notice the face he pulled when he saw that she wasn’t here?” M. Verdurin asked his wife. “I think we may say that he’s hooked.”
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4143-4144 2020-05-19 00:54:06
However disillusioned we may be about women, however we may regard the possession of even the most divergent types as an invariable and monotonous experience, every detail of which is known and can be described in advance, it still becomes a fresh and stimulating pleasure if the women concerned be — or be thought to be — so difficult as to oblige us to base our attack upon some unrehearsed incident in our relations with them, as was originally for Swann the arrangement of the cattleyas.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4287-4290 2020-05-19 01:06:40
To such an extent does passion manifest itself in us as a temporary and distinct character, which not only takes the place of our normal character but actually obliterates the signs by which that character has hitherto been discernible.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4305-4307 2020-05-19 01:09:29
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,
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4318-4320 2020-05-19 01:11:16
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.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4318-4321 2020-05-19 01:11:24
Ah, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring into life. How closely, in their abundance, are they pressed one against another; until lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged in an hour, as to count the flowers in a meadow in May.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4355-4357 2020-05-19 01:16:27
“I went up to one of them,” he began, “just to see how it was done; I stuck my nose into it. Yes, I don’t think! Impossible to say whether it was done with glue, with soap, with sealing-wax, with sunshine, with leaven, with excrem...” “And one make twelve!” shouted the Doctor, wittily, but just too late, for no one saw the point of his interruption.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4665-4668 2020-05-20 00:29:28
He dashed in boldly to correct it: “No, no. The word isn’t serpent-à-sonates, it’s serpent-à-sonnettes!” he explained in a tone at once zealous, impatient, and triumphant.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 4844-4846 2020-05-21 00:40:09
But now and then his thoughts in their wandering course would come upon this memory where it lay unobserved, would startle it into life, thrust it more deeply down into his consciousness, and leave him aching with a sharp, far-rooted pain. As though this had been a bodily pain, Swann’s mind was powerless to alleviate it; in the case of bodily pain, however, since it is independent of the mind, the mind can dwell upon it, can note that it has diminished, that it has momentarily ceased. But with this mental pain, the mind, merely by recalling it, created it afresh. To determine not to think of it was but to think of it still, to suffer from it still.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 5063-5067 2020-05-21 00:57:26
Swann could at once detect in this story one of those fragments of literal truth which liars, when taken by surprise, console themselves by introducing into the composition of the falsehood which they have to invent, thinking that it can be safely incorporated, and will lend the whole story an air of verisimilitude.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 5105-5107 2020-05-21 01:01:19
His jealousy, like an octopus which throws out a first, then a second, and finally a third tentacle, fastened itself irremovably first to that moment, five o’clock in the afternoon, then to another, then to another again.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 5207-5209 2020-05-21 01:09:51
the smiles, the kisses of Odette became as odious to him as he had once found them charming, if they were diverted to others than himself, so the Verdurins’ drawing-room, which, not an hour before, had still seemed to him amusing, inspired with a genuine feeling for art and even with a sort of moral aristocracy, now that it was another than himself whom Odette was going to meet there, to love there without restraint, laid bare to him all its absurdities, its stupidity, its shame.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 5252-5256 2020-05-21 01:13:36
You are a formless water that will trickle down any slope that it may come upon, a fish devoid of memory, incapable of thought, which all its life long in its aquarium will continue to dash itself, a hundred times a day, against a wall of glass, always mistaking it for water.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 5336-5338 2020-05-22 00:44:17
There she was, often tired, her face left blank for the nonce by that eager, feverish preoccupation with the unknown things which made Swann suffer; she would push back her hair with both hands; her forehead, her whole face would seem to grow larger; then, suddenly, some ordinary human thought, some worthy sentiment such as is to be found in all creatures when, in a moment of rest or meditation, they are free to express themselves, would flash out from her eyes like a ray of gold.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 5768-5771 2020-05-23 00:55:25
landscape, swathed in clouds which, suddenly, are swept away and the dull scene transfigured,
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 5772-5772 2020-05-23 00:55:36
To know a thing does not enable us, always, to prevent its happening, but after all the things that we know we do hold, if not in our hands, at any rate in our minds, where we can dispose of them as we choose, which gives us the illusion of a sort of power to control them.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 5791-5793 2020-05-23 00:58:03
And yet he would have wished to live until the time came when he no longer loved her, when she would have no reason for lying to him,
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 5827-5828 2020-05-23 01:01:53
He speedily recovered his sense of the general ugliness of the human male when, on the other side of the tapestry curtain, the spectacle of the servants gave place to that of the guests.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 5984-5985 2020-05-23 01:16:45
I quite understand that people can’t always have nice things, but at least they needn’t have things that are merely grotesque.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 6214-6214 2020-05-25 23:57:31
he had the same need to speak about his grief that a murderer has to tell some one about his crime.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 6278-6279 2020-05-26 00:06:29
And Swann could distinguish, standing, motionless, before that scene of happiness in which it lived again, a wretched figure which filled him with such pity, because he did not at first recognise who it was, that he must lower his head, lest anyone should observe that his eyes were filled with tears. It was himself.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 6364-6366 2020-05-26 21:27:46
Swann had regarded musical motifs as actual ideas, of another world, of another order, ideas veiled in shadows, unknown, impenetrable by the human mind, which none the less were perfectly distinct one from another, unequal among themselves in value and in significance.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 6406-6408 2020-05-26 21:34:26
for in strange places where our sensations have not been numbed by habit, we refresh, we revive an old pain
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 6488-6489 2020-05-27 00:35:08
“People don’t know when they are happy. They’re never so unhappy as they think they are.”
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 6503-6504 2020-05-27 00:36:44
people did not know when they were unhappy, that they were never so happy as they supposed.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 6508-6509 2020-05-27 00:37:26
Like many other men, Swann had a naturally lazy mind, and was slow in invention.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 6582-6583 2020-05-28 00:42:44
He knew quite well as a general truth, that human life is full of contrasts, but in the case of any one human being he imagined all that part of his or her life with which he was not familiar as being identical with the part with which he was.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 6583-6584 2020-05-28 00:43:06
What is really terrible is what one cannot imagine.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 6695-6695 2020-05-28 00:53:29
For often we find a day, in one, that has strayed from another season, and makes us live in that other, summons at once into our presence and makes us long for its peculiar pleasures, and interrupts the dreams that we were in process of weaving, by inserting, out of its turn, too early or too late, this leaf, torn from another chapter, in the interpolated calendar of Happiness.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 7069-7071 2020-05-28 20:46:50
But names present to us — of persons and of towns which they accustom us to regard as individual, as unique, like persons — a confused picture, which draws from the names, from the brightness or darkness of their sound, the colour in which it is uniformly painted, like one of those posters, entirely blue or entirely red, in which, on account of the limitations imposed by the process used in their reproduction, or by a whim on the designer’s part, are blue or red not only the sky and the sea, but the ships and the church and the people in the streets.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 7088-7092 2020-05-28 20:58:40
To reach the end of a day, natures that are slightly nervous, as mine was, make use, like motor-cars, of different ‘speeds.’ There are mountainous, uncomfortable days, up which one takes an infinite time to pass, and days downward sloping, through which one can go at full tilt, singing as one goes.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 7139-7141 2020-05-29 01:32:57
Brief, fading ivy, climbing, fugitive flora, the most colourless, the most depressing, to many minds, of all that creep on walls or decorate windows;
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 7244-7245 2020-05-30 01:30:36
feeling that the most attractive country in the world would be but a place of exile if she were not to be there,
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 7500-7501 2020-05-31 01:08:39
The places that we have known belong now only to the little world of space on which we map them for our own convenience. None of them was ever more than a thin slice, held between the contiguous impressions that composed our life at that time; remembrance of a particular form is but regret for a particular moment; and houses, roads, avenues are as fugitive, alas, as the years.
<In Search of Lost Time [volumes 1 to 7]>(Proust, Marcel) Your Highlight on Location 7781-7783 2020-05-31 01:28:13