Literary Birthday - 10 July
Happy Birthday, Marcel Proust, born 10 July 1871, died 18 November 1922
- Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.
- Everything great in the world comes from neurotics. They alone have founded our religions and composed our masterpieces.
- Happiness serves hardly any other purpose than to make unhappiness possible.
- There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we believe we left without having lived them, those we spent with a favourite book.
- The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.
- A language which we do not know is a fortress sealed.
- Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
- Every reader, as he reads, is actually the reader of himself.
- Truth is a point of view about things.
- Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
Proust was a French novelist. He was the author of À la recherche du temps perdu (Remembrance of Things Past), a seven-volume novel based on his life told psychologically and allegorically.
by Amanda Patterson for Writers Write