“We find a little of everything in our memory; it is a sort of pharmacy, a sort of chemical laboratory, in which our groping hand may come to rest now on a sedative drug, now on a dangerous poison.” – Marcel Proust, The Captive (trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin)
Paging Dr. Memory
June 2nd, 2014 · No Comments
Tags: Lit & Crit
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