Quotes by Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil

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Much that for us is fraught with with happiness or misery, remains almost unnoticed by the rest of the world. — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
This book of mine has not been manufactured: it has been garnered. — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
Without inquiring too deeply into the causes which make it possible to find subjects of gaiety always close at hand, the — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
All the while that Jean was listening to him, he was vaguely conscious that what gives literature its reality is the res — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
When Jean and his mother left Etreuilles, Monsieur Sureau had gathered for them great boxfuls of hawthorn and of snowbal — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
Sadness had reigned in undisputed sovereignty over his shadowed childhood. — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
For a young man has strong imagination but poor judgment, so that he imagines others to be as big as he is but considers — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
The wretchedness of ordinary life, endured so gaily when it is part of our normal existence, is made far worse when it c — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
Forgive me, Bertrand, for having on that day loved in you a beauty in which your self-esteem could take no pride, which — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
It is said that nothing in our lives is ever lost, that nothing can prevent its having been. That is why, so very often — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
When we are nice to others, we generally lose all claim to their respect. — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
Monsieur Beulier never engaged in thought except to speak the truth, and never spoke except to express his thought. — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
He imagined himself lying there, unable to sleep, thinking of his mother, separated from her by the unresponsive blanket — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
Even his mother, his own mother, had once accused him of being a snob. — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
The glutton usually realizes that gout is ever ready to pounce, and that alcohol is bad for him. But possible disaster w — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
Then his tears came once more, and feeling cold he went into his dressing-room to look for something to throw around his — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
Jean's desires, like those of all men in love, were concentrated on the impossible. — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
The woods, the vines, the very stones, were at one with the brightness of the sun and the unblemished sky, and even when — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil
It was not that Madame Santeuil's moral values had altered, but only her view of the moral values of others. — Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil