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Spooky things going on, also lesbians.

Pierre is such an icon that he deserves to be hanged <3

Girl: Yeah I don't even know how to describe it yk I'm just like really ATTRACTED to her but like as friends yk

"Ettes vous étrangement attirée vers moi que je me sens attirée vers vous?"

What a vibe

Only 10h left of the audiobook you know shit's getting real

"Maybe it is nothingness that is real and our entire dream is nonexistent, but in that case we feel that these phrases of music, and these notions that exist in relation to our dream, must also be nothing. We will perish, but we have for hostages these divine captives who will follow us and share our fate. And death in their company is less bitter, less inglorious, perhaps less probable."

I have found what I imagine was the motif for the Vinteuil Sonata, Trio elegiaque No. 2 in D minor 5:58

It's an odd experience to be swept over by a romance right as you read the section "Swann in Love", to not only recognize the text but feel your emotions and mental landscape reinvigorated through art. What I would find little more than teenage sentiment was given a rip through habit and tedium, Proust gets it.

This is SO good holy moly. Don't remember the last time a book has had me this immersed!

Please bless yourself with the joy of reading this ‼️‼️‼️

FUCK YEAHHH LESBIANS

Szeth is really growing on me. Leave the poor guy alone 😭😭😭

Never have I ever heard of a whinier little bitch.

But, honestly, his daydreaming about how the butler finds him dead because he's so angry about being locked in a room is such an emo thing to do. He also goes on about how everyone hates him and that he's probably adopted.

Rip Tolstoy you would have loved Xxx tentacion

Syl and Kaladin are my favorite forever ♥️

Reached the passage describing Mlle. Vinteuil

I'll be honest this is one of the passages that even when I reread it, can't for the life of me understand what he's on about. But also, I do? I feel the psychology of a character described in a brief passage more profoundly than many people I've known for years. I forgot how insightful Proust can be beyond the pretty language, I'll reread it sometime later again.

Something like: "The life of pleasure is more desirable when paired with intellect, therefore pleasure is not the good."

Cool thought ngl.

"For there is an activity not only of movement but also one of immobility: and there is a truer pleasure in rest than in motion. Yet, as the poet says, 'in all things change is sweet' -- because of a fault in our nature. For just as a changeable man is faulty, so is a nature that needs change; for it is not simple or good."

"What is just will be a sort of mean."

"So justice is a sort of proportion; for a proportion is a property not only of a number as composed of abstract units; for proportion is an equaluty of ratios involving at least 4 terms. "

"What is just will be a sort of mean."

"So justice is a sort of proportion; for a proportion is a property not only of a number as composed of abstract units; for proportion is an equaluty of ratios involving at least 4 terms. "

"So much for our systematic treatment of this subject." 🙄💅

"Mercier and Sperber are adamant that our reasoning isn’t flawed or irrational, just biased and lazy, which is both adaptive and rational in the context in which it evolved, a language-based information ecosystem where the selective pressures favored the production of justifications for individual perspectives during group deliberation to reach consensus on inferences and shared goals."

Dying to be happy is truly the idea of all time

"Outwardly in retreat, he thought that his faith was a pawn we'll lost; for in capturing it Durham has exposed his heart."

"The storm had been working up not for three as he supposed, but for six years. It had brewed in the obscurities of being where no eye pierces, his surroundings had thickened it. It had burst and he had not died."

"Outwardly in retreat, he thought that his faith was a pawn we'll lost; for in capturing it Durham has exposed his heart."

"The storm had been working up not for three as he supposed, but for six years. It had brewed in the obscurities of being where no eye pierces, his surroundings had thickened it. It had burst and he had not died."

"...the first word of calamitous news, whose accents can never afterwards be expunged from the memory, everything that bears upon it the imprint of actual, physical death, so terribly different from the logical abstraction of it's possibility) she would fall back on from time to time, to add interest to her life, upon imagining other, minor catastrophes,"

Really enjoyable so far (even if the specualtion is very speculative).

Just some light reading... eight hours in one day

I am trying to read it slowly so that I can soak in the words, but I keep skipping ahead when I can feel he's making a point so I can enjoy it sooner lol.