An hour is not merely an hour, it is a vase full of scents and sounds and projects and climates.
Marcel ProustYou know Balbec so well - do you have friends in the area?' I have friends wherever there are companies of trees, wounded but not vanquished, which huddle together with touching obstinacy to implore an inclement and pitiless sky.' That is not what I meant,' interrupted my father, as obstinate as the trees and as pitiless as the sky.
Marcel ProustLess disappointing than life, great works of art do not begin by giving us all their best.
Marcel Proust