We feel in one world, we think and name in another. Between the two we can set up a system of references, but we cannot fill in the gap.
Marcel ProustAn hour is not merely an hour, it is a vase full of scents and sounds and projects and climates.
Marcel ProustAn hour or so later he received a note from Odette. Swann had left his cigarette case at her house. "If only," she wrote, "you had also forgotten your heart! I should never have let you have it back.
Marcel Proust