It’s her exterior coldness that excites me. That glacial contempt can only serve to conceal an inner, boiling cauldron of insatiable desires
Love needs both pain and anxiety and will survive only if some part remains for it to conquer. We love only what we don't yet wholly possess
What I valued then is now so inconsequential, and what I dismissed when young, now means all the world to me. Time conquers and changes all.
Tell your friends. Proust is cool. Send them to this site. Starting Monday we will tweet our way through all 7 volumes again. It’ll be fun!
When asked if it’s raining, he replied “I live so far apart from physical contingencies, my senses no longer inform me if I’m wet or not.”