Marcel Proust

The only paradise is paradise lost

The only paradise is paradise lost

Let us leave pretty women to men devoid of imagination.

Let us leave pretty women to men devoid of imagination.

There can be no piece of mind in love, since the advantage one has secured is never anything but a read more

There can be no piece of mind in love, since the advantage one has secured is never anything but a fresh starting-point for future desires.

Our memory is like a shop in the window of which is exposed now one, now another photograph of the read more

Our memory is like a shop in the window of which is exposed now one, now another photograph of the same person. And as a rule the most recent exhibit remains for some time the only one to be seen.

Love is space and time measured by the heart.

Love is space and time measured by the heart.