A cathedral, a wave of a storm, a dancer's leap, never turn out to be as high as we had hoped.
Marcel ProustThe only true voyage of discovery, . . . would be not to visit strange lands but to possess other eyes.
Marcel ProustHowever, the danger in [socially unbalanced relationships] is that the subjection of the woman temporarily calms the man's jealousy but also renders it more demanding. He ends up making his mistress live like those prisoners on whom light is shone day and night in order for them to be better watched. And things always end in tragedy.
Marcel ProustPeople do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were traveling abroad.
Marcel Proust