Famous Marcel Proust Quotes

  • His [Morel’s] nature was really like a sheet of paper that has been folded so often in every direction that it is impossible to straighten it out. – Marcel Proust

    His [Morel’s] nature was really like a sheet of paper that has been folded so often in every direction that it is impossible to straighten it out.– Marcel Proust

  • A ‘sadist’ of her kind is an artist in evil, which a wholly wicked person could not be… – Marcel Proust

    A ‘sadist’ of her kind is an artist in evil, which a wholly wicked person could not be…– Marcel Proust

  • Even his mother, his own mother, had once accused him of being a snob. – Marcel Proust

    Even his mother, his own mother, had once accused him of being a snob.– Marcel Proust

  • …for each of us sees clarity only in those ideas which have the same degree of confusion as his own. – Marcel Proust

    …for each of us sees clarity only in those ideas which have the same degree of confusion as his own.– Marcel Proust

  • Ideas are substitutes for sorrows… – Marcel Proust

    Ideas are substitutes for sorrows…– Marcel Proust

  • The beauty of images lies behind things, the beauty of ideas in front of them. – Marcel Proust

    The beauty of images lies behind things, the beauty of ideas in front of them.– Marcel Proust

  • the comfort of reclusion, the poetry of hibernation – Marcel Proust

    the comfort of reclusion, the poetry of hibernation– Marcel Proust

  • We do not include the pleasures we enjoy in sleep in the inventory of the pleasures we have experienced in the course of our existence. – Marcel Proust

    We do not include the pleasures we enjoy in sleep in the inventory of the pleasures we have experienced in the course of our existence.– Marcel Proust

  • I spent many a charming evening talking and playing with Albertine, but none so sweet as when I was watching her sleep. – Marcel Proust

    I spent many a charming evening talking and playing with Albertine, but none so sweet as when I was watching her sleep.– Marcel Proust

  • … the kiss, the bodily surrender which would seem natural and but moderately attractive… – Marcel Proust

    … the kiss, the bodily surrender which would seem natural and but moderately attractive…– Marcel Proust