Tuesday, October 9, 2007

And if in some cases--where we are dealing, for instance, with the inaccurate language of our own vanity--the rectification of an oblique interior discourse (which deviates gradually more and more widely from the first and central impression) until it merges with the straight line which the impression ought to have produced is a laborious undertaking which our idleness would prefer to shirk, there are other circumstances--for example, where love is involved--in which this process is actually painful.

1 comment:

yogacephalus said...

Proust, "Time Regained"