The bonds between ourselves and another person exists only in our minds. Memory as it grows fainter loosens them, and notwithstanding the illusion by which we want to be duped and which, out of love, friendship, politeness, deference, duty, we dupe other people, we exist alone. Man is the creature who cannot escape from himself, who knows other people only in himself, and when he asserts the contrary, he is lying.
Marcel ProustThe stellar universe is not so difficult to understand as the real actions of other people, especially of the people with whom we are in love.
Marcel ProustWe have nothing to fear and a great deal to learn from trees, that vigorours and pacific tribe which without stint produces strengthening essences for us, soothing balms, and in whose gracious company we spend so many cool, silent, and intimate hours.
Marcel ProustPerfume is that last and best reserve of the past, the one which when all out tears have run dry, can make us cry again!
Marcel Proust