Marcel Proust
Valentin Louis Georges Eugène Marcel Proust (; 10 July 1871 – 18 November 1922) was a French novelist, critic, and essayist best known for his monumental À la recherche du temps perdu (In Search of Lost Time; earlier translated as Remembrance of Things Past). It was published in seven parts between 1913 and 1927.
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... Marcel Proust The Sonate de Vinteuil (or Vinteuil Sonata) is an imaginary violin and piano sonata by fictitious composer Vinteuil recurring several times in Marcel Proust's A La Recherche Du Temps Perdu (In Search ... The French composer Reynaldo Hahn noticed how much Marcel Proust "vivait la musique de son temps" (experienced contemporary music) ... For example, Proust immediately praised and enjoyed Debussy's 1902 Pelleas et Melisande opera ...
1919 Within a Budding Grove by Marcel Proust Night and Day by Virginia Woolf Winesburg, Ohio by Sherwood Anderson (USA) - the first 'lost generation' novel Valmouth by Ronald Firbank ... prize winner 1921 The Guermantes Way by Marcel Proust Crome Yellow by Aldous Huxley England, My England and Other Stories by D ... by Virginia Woolf Sodom and Gomorrah by Marcel Proust The Enormous Room by E ...
... Marcel Proust, Lettres à Reynaldo Hahn, Paris 1956 D ... All’ombra delle fanciulle in fiore la musica in Francia nell’età di Proust, Monfalcone 1987, 59-75 D ... Bulletin Marcel Proust, 1993, no 43, p ...
... London Secker Warburg (translation) 1956 Marcel Proust Letters to his Mother (translation) London Rider 1959 Marcel Proust a biography ... London Chatto Windus ISBN 1965 ... Marcel Proust a biography ...
... The Proust Questionnaire is a questionnaire about one's personality ... to the responses given by the French writer Marcel Proust ... At the end of the nineteenth century, when Proust was still in his teens, he answered a questionnaire in an English-language confession album belonging ...
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“Three-quarters of the sicknesses of intelligent people come from their intelligence. They need at least a doctor who can understand this sickness.”
—Marcel Proust (1871–1922)
“But, when nothing subsists from a distant past, after the death of others, after the destruction of objects, only the senses of smell and taste, weaker but more enduring, more intangible, more persistent, more faithful, continue for a long time, like souls, to remember, to wait, to hope, on the ruins of all the rest, to bring without flinching, on their nearly impalpable droplet, the immense edifice of memory.”
—Marcel Proust (1871–1922)