Paulo Mota’s Reviews > Proust > Status Update

- The pusillanimity of Death and flagellation to spare the observer from reality itself.

- Friendship a movement of self-fear, self-pity, the dependence of being seen.

- Art is a movement of pure solitude, it requires depth and acknowledgement, there is no communication to the personality that opposes to it.

"The suffering of being: that is, the free play of every faculty. Because the pernicious devotion of habit paralyses our attention, drugs those handmaidens of perception whose co-operation is not absolutely essential" (pg 20)

The tourist is on a journey to release himself from habits, inviting involuntary memory to manifest itself.

"In Proust each spear may be a spear of Telephus" - Meaning a spear that heals the wounds it inflicted.