A work in which there are theories is like an object which still has its price-tag on. — Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past: Volume III - The Captive, The Fugitive, & Time Regained
A work in which there are theories is like an object which still has its price-tag on. — Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past: Volume III - The Captive, The Fugitive, & Time Regained
A work in which there are theories is like an object which still has its price-tag on. — Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past: Volume III - The Captive, The Fugitive, & Time Regained
A work in which there are theories is like an object which still has its price-tag on. — Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past: Volume III - The Captive, The Fugitive, & Time Regained
A work in which there are theories is like an object which still has its price-tag on. — Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past: Volume III - The Captive, The Fugitive, & Time Regained
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A work in which there are theories is like an object which still has its price-tag on.

— Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past: Volume III - The Captive, The Fugitive, & Time Regained
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