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MARCEL PROUST ~ PARADISE LOST
“The true paradises are the paradises that we have lost.” Marcel Proust. Paradise Lost Geza Farago – 1903 www.moniquespassions.com
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Literature · Reflection
“The true paradises are the paradises that we have lost.” Marcel Proust. Paradise Lost Geza Farago – 1903 www.moniquespassions.com
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“The more a daughter knows the details of her mother’s life the stronger the daughter.” ― Anita Diamant, The Red Tent Mother and Daughter Alexei Harlamoff – 1901
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“Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.” Sylvia Plath
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“Some books are undeservedly forgotten; none are undeservedly remembered.” W.H. Auden, ‘Reading’, 1963.
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“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.” ― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis Portrait Franz Kafka by Andy Warhol.
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“We live as we dream–alone….” ― Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness and the Congo Diary Alone Emilio Longoni – 1900
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“I would have liked to catch hold of sleep at least once, just as I had been resolved to catch hold of death one day, to catch hold of the wings of the angel of sleep when it came for me, to grab it with two fingers like a butterfly after sneaking up on it
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“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.” ― Émile Zola.
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“If all the world hated you and believed you wicked, while your own conscience approved of you and absolved you from guilt, you would not be without friends.” ― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre The Bather Élisabeth Vigée Le Brun – 1792
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“That perhaps is your task–to find the relation between things that seem incompatible yet have a mysterious affinity, to absorb every experience that comes your way fearlessly and saturate it completely so that your poem is a whole, not a fragment; to re-think human life into poe
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“But sleep? On a night like this? What an idea! Just think of how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.” ― Franz Kafka
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