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Habits and ruts and if you don’t stop it, you’ll go blind, deaf, and dumb

March 24th, 2014 · No Comments

“Habit forms the style of the writer just as much as the character of the man, and the author who has more than once been content to attain, in the expression of his thoughts, to a certain kind of attractiveness, in so doing lays down unalterably the boundaries of his talent, just as, in succumbing […]

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I’ll be your mirror

March 23rd, 2014 · 4 Comments

“The men who produce works of genius are not those who live in the most delicate atmosphere, whose conversation is the most brilliant or their culture the most extensive, but those who have had the power, ceasing suddenly to live only for themselves, to transform their personality into a sort of mirror, in such a […]

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The opacity of reference

March 22nd, 2014 · No Comments

“Names, no doubt, are whimsical draughtsmen, giving us of people as well as of places sketches so unlike the reality that we often experience a kind of stupor when we have before our eyes, in place of the imagined, the visible world (which, for that matter, is not the real world, our senses being little […]

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Waiting is the hardest part

March 17th, 2014 · No Comments

“The man of genius, to spare himself the ignorant contempt of the world, may say to himself that, since one’s contemporaries are incapable of the necessary detachment, works written for posterity should be read by posterity alone, like certain pictures which one cannot appreciate when one stands too close to them. But in reality any […]

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Old and in the way

March 15th, 2014 · No Comments

“In theory one is aware that the earth revolves, but in practice one does not perceive it, the ground upon which one treads seems not to move, and one can rest assured. So it is with Time in one’s life. And to make its flight perceptible novelists are obliged, by wildly accelerating the beat of […]

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The critics howl so prettily

March 14th, 2014 · No Comments

“Given a few fireworks let off prettily enough by an author, and up goes the shout of masterpiece. Masterpieces are not so common as all that!” – Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove (trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin) Share this…FacebookPinterestTwitterLinkedinemailPrint

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Thank God

March 13th, 2014 · No Comments

“For every sin there is forgiveness, and especially for the sins of youth.” – Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove (trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin) Share this…FacebookPinterestTwitterLinkedinemailPrint

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Freeway’s coming through

March 11th, 2014 · No Comments

“The places we have known do not belong only to the world of space on which we map them for our own convenience. They were only a thin slice, held between the contiguous impressions that composed our life at that time; the memory of a particular image is but regret for a particular moment; the […]

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Bigger than we may have suspected

March 10th, 2014 · No Comments

“The field open to the musician is not a miserable stave of seven notes, but an immeasurable keyboard (still almost entirely unknown) on which, here and there only, separated by the thick darkness of its unexplored tracts, some few among the millions of keys of tenderness, of passion, of courage, of serenity, which compose it, […]

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It all goes out of whack that way

March 8th, 2014 · No Comments

“The absence of one part from a whole is not only that, it is not simply a partial lack, it is a derangement of all the other parts, a new state which it was impossible to foresee in the old.” – Marcel Proust, Swann’s Way (trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin) Share this…FacebookPinterestTwitterLinkedinemailPrint

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The bar is higher in the financial district

March 7th, 2014 · No Comments

“The belief that a person has a share in an unknown life to which his or her love may win us admission is, of all the prerequisites of love, the one which it values most highly and which makes it set little store by all the rest. Even those women who claim to judge a […]

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Forms of dreaming

March 6th, 2014 · No Comments

“None of the feelings which the joys or misfortunes of a real person arouse in us can be awakened except through a mental picture of those joys or misfortunes; and the ingenuity of the first novelist lay in his understanding that, as the image was the one essential element in the complicated structure of our […]

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We’re not really here

March 4th, 2014 · No Comments

“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 a creation of the thoughts of other […]

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