Quotes from “Swann's Way” by Marcel Proust

And then I returned to my hawthorns, and stood before them as one stands before those
the country with my grandfather, who died years ago; and my body, the side upon which I was lying, loyally preserving from the past an impression which my mind should never have forgotten, brought back before my eyes the glimmering flame of the night-light in its bowl of Bohemian glass, shaped like an urn and hung by chains from the ceiling, and the chimney-piece of Siena marble in my bedroom at Combray, in my great-aunt's house, in those far distant days which, at the moment of waking, seemed present without being clearly denned, but would become plainer in a little while when I was properly awake.
my bedroom became the fixed point on which my melancholy and anxious thoughts were centred.
filling it with a nostalgic longing for impossible journeys through the realms of time.
in my cowardice I became at once a man, and did what all we grown men do when face to face with suffering and injustice; I preferred not to see them
"I should count myself most fortunate..
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