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“Thus our heart changes, in life, and it is the worst pain; but we know it only through reading, through our imagination: in reality it changes, as certain natural phenomena occur, slowly enough so that, if we are able to observe successively each of its different states, in return we are spared the actual sensation of change.”
Love is in the air – not really it is just that time for consumerism to get its greedy little hands on people who think spending money on total crap equals romance. 52 more words
My most momentous week of Proust.
The work isn’t bogging down as much. There’s much more of a flow to the work, but it still stifles at times due to his verbosity and strange sentence construction (which I’m now convinced are Proust’s doing and not the translators’). 163 more words