Carl

“It is our noticing them that puts things in a room, our growing used to them that takes them away again and clears a space for us.”
― Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove, Part 2

“When we are in love with a woman we simply project on to her a state of our own soul; that consequently the important thing is not the worth of the women but the profundity of the state; and that the emotions which a perfectly ordinary girl arouses in us can enable us to bring to the surface of our consciousness some of the innermost parts of our being, more personal, more remote, more quintessential that any that might might be evoked by the pleasure we derive from the conversation of a great man or even from the admiring contemplation of his work.”
― Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove, Part 2

“One can feel an attraction towards a particular person. But to release that fount of sorrow, that sense of the irreparable, those agonies which prepare the way for love, there must be -- and this is perhaps, more than a person, the actual object which our passion seeks so anxiously to embrace -- the risk of an impossibility.”
― Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove, Part 2

“You are never truly together with one you love until the person in question is dead and actually inside you.”
― Thomas Bernhard, Gargoyles