Valentin Louis Georges Eugène Marcel Proust (10 July 1871 – 18 November 1922) was a French novelist, essayist and critic.
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Valentin Louis Georges Eugène Marcel Proust
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Proust
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Valentin Louis Georges Eugéne Marcel Proust
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Valentin-Louis-Georges-Eugéne-Marcel Proust
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Valentin Louis Georges Eugene Marcel Proust
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Valentin-Louis-Georges-Eugene-Marcel Proust
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Bernard d'Algouvres
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Valentin-Louis-Georges-Eugène-Marcel Proust
My aching heart was soothed; I let myself be borne upon the current of this gentle night ...
Perhaps it is not-being that is the true state, and all our dream of life is inexistent; but, if so, we feel that these phrases of music, these conceptions which exist in relation to our dream, must be nothing either. We shall perish, but we have as hostages these divine captives who will follow and share our fate. And death in their company is somehow less bitter, less inglorious, perhaps even less probable.
No doubt very few people understand the purely subjective nature of the phenomenon that we call love, or how it creates, so to speak, a supplementary person, distinct from the person whom the world knows by the same name, a person most of whose constituent elements are derived from ourselves.
