“A little tap at the window, as though some missile had struck it, followed by a plentiful, falling sound, as light, though, as if a shower of sand were being sprinkled from a window overhead; then the fall spread, took on an order, a rhythm, became liquid, loud, drumming, musical, innumerable, unive…”— Marcel Proust, amazon.comTagged: Rain, Music, rhythm
“Always try to keep a patch of sky above your life.”— Marcel Proust, amazon.comTagged: place to breathe, Freedom, Creativity, Expressing Yourself, Living
“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes”— Marcel Proust, goodreads.comTagged: Life Is A Journey, Voyage, Discovery