Remembrance: Marcel Proust #50

Remembrance: Marcel Proust

Moments from
“Remembrance of Things Past”


“Then from those profound slumbers
we awake in a dawn,
not knowing who we are,
being nobody, newly born,
ready for anything,
the brain emptied of that past
which was life until then.

And perhaps it is more wonderful still
when our landing at the waking-point is abrupt
and the thoughts of our sleep,
hidden by a cloak of oblivion,
have no time to return to us gradually,
before sleep ceases.
Then, from the black storm
through which we seem to have passed
(but we do not even say we),
we emerge prostrate,
without a thought,
a we that is void of content.”
― Marcel Proust

Marcel_Proust_(Père_Lachaise) side by side hotel - grave

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