Marcel Proust Quotes About Reality

Quotes about: Reality

• If we are to make reality endurable, we must all nourish a fantasy or two.

  Marcel Proust

  Reality, Two, Fantasy

  Marcel Proust (2002). “In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower”, Viking Press

• In a separation it is the one who is not really in love who says the more tender things.

  Marcel Proust

  Love, Reality, Literature

• A photograph acquires something of the dignity which it ordinarily lacks when it ceases to be a reproduction of reality and shows us things that no longer exist.

  Marcel Proust

  Photography, Reality, Dignity

  Marcel Proust (2006). “Remembrance of Things Past”, p.693, Wordsworth Editions

• Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.

  Marcel Proust

  Mean, Reality, Love Is

  Marcel Proust (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Marcel Proust (Illustrated)”, p.4369, Delphi Classics

• In reality, in love there is a permanent suffering which joy neutralizes, renders virtual delays, but which can at any moment become what it would have become long earlier if one had not obtained what one wanted -- atrocious.

  Marcel Proust

  Heartbreak, Encouragement, Inspirational Love

• But sometimes the future is latent in us without our knowing it, and our supposedly lying words foreshadow an imminent reality.

  Marcel Proust

  Lying, Reality, Knowing

  Marcel Proust (2000). “In Search of Lost Time, Volume IV: Sodom and Gomorrah (A Modern Library E-Book)”, p.54, Modern Library

• Any mental activity is easy if it need not be subjected to reality.

  Marcel Proust

  Reality, Needs, Easy

  "Sodom and Gomorrah".

• We are all of us obliged, if we are to make reality endurable, to nurse a few little follies in ourselves.

  Marcel Proust

  Reality, Nurse, Littles

  Marcel Proust (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Marcel Proust (Illustrated)”, p.917, Delphi Classics

• The soldier is convinced that a certain indefinitely extendable time period is accorded him before he is killed, the burglar before he is caught, men in general, before they must die. That is the amulet which preserves individuals — and sometimes populations — not from danger, but from the fear of danger, in reality from the belief in danger, which in some cases allows them to brave it without being brave. Such a confidence, just as unfounded, supports the lover who counts on a reconciliation, a letter.

  Marcel Proust

  Reality, Men, Support

• In reality, every reader is, while reading, the reader of his own self.

  Marcel Proust

  Reading, Reality, Self

  Le Temps Retrouve (Time Regained) (1926) (translation by C. K. Scott Moncrieff and Terence Kilmartin)

• But when one believes in the reality of things, making them visible by artificial means is not quite the same as feeling that they are close at hand.

  Marcel Proust

  Believe, Mean, Reality

  Marcel Proust (2000). “In Search of Lost Time, Volume II: Within a Budding Grove (A Modern Library E-Book)”, p.31, Modern Library

• Reality is never more than a first step towards an unknown on the road to which one can never progress very far.

  Marcel Proust

  Reality, Progress, Firsts

  Marcel Proust, Charles Kenneth Scott-Moncrieff, Dennis Joseph Enright (1992). “The captive, The fugitive”

• For everyone who, having no artistic sense-that is to say, no submission to subjective reality-may have the knack of reasoning about art till doomsday, especially if he be, in addition, a diplomat or financier in contact with the 'realities' of the present day, is only too ready to believe literature is an intellectual game which is destined to gradually be abandoned as time goes on.

  Marcel Proust

  Art, Believe, Reality

• The artist who gives up an hour of work for an hour of conversation with a friend knows that he is sacrificing a reality for something that does not exist.

  Marcel Proust

  Giving Up, Sacrifice, Reality

  Marcel Proust (2000). “In Search of Lost Time, Volume VI: Time Regained (A Modern Library E-Book)”, p.268, Modern Library

• Certain favourite roles are played by us so often before the public and rehearsed so carefully when we are alone that we find it easier to refer to their fictitious testimony than to that of a reality which we have almost entirely forgotten.

  Marcel Proust

  Reality, Roles, Forgotten

  Marcel Proust (2000). “In Search of Lost Time, Volume II: Within a Budding Grove (A Modern Library E-Book)”, p.206, Modern Library

• When a belief vanishes, there survives it -- more and more vigorously so as to cloak the absence of the power, now lost to us, of imparting reality to new things -- a fetishistic attachment to the old things which it did once animate, as if it was in them and not in ourselves that the divine spark resided, and as if our present incredulity had a contingent cause -- the death of the gods.

  Marcel Proust

  Reality, Attachment, Old Things

  Marcel Proust (2000). “In Search of Lost Time, Volume I: Swann's Way (A Modern Library E-Book)”, p.581, Modern Library

• Let but a single flash of reality -- the glimpse of a woman from afar or from behind -- enable us to project the image of Beauty before our eyes, and we imagine that we have recognised it, our hearts beat, and we will always remain half-persuaded that it was She, provided that the woman has vanished: it is only if we manage to overtake her that we realise our mistake.

  Marcel Proust

  Mistake, Heart, Eye

  Marcel Proust, Charles Kenneth Scott-Moncrieff, Terence Kilmartin, Dennis Joseph Enright (1996). “In Search of Lost Time: Within a budding grove”, Vintage Classics

• We say that we often see animals in our dreams, but we forget that almost always we are ourselves animals therein, deprived of that reasoning power which projects upon things the light of certainty; on the contrary we bring to bear on the spectacle of life only a dubious vision, extinguished anew every moment by oblivion, the former reality fading before that which follows it as one projection of a magic lantern fades before the next as we change the slide.

  Marcel Proust

  Dream, Animal, Reality

  Marcel Proust (1981). “Remembrance of Things Past: Swann's way. Within a budding grove”, New York : Random House

• Nous sommes tous oblige s, pour rendre la re alite supportable, d'entretenir en nous quelques petites folies. We must all indulge in a few follies if we are to make reality bearable.

  Marcel Proust

  Reality, Indulge In, Bearable

• The images selected by memory are as arbitrary, as narrow, as elusive as those which the imagination had formed and reality has destroyed. There is no reason why, existing outside ourselves, a real place should conform to the pictures in our memory rather than those in our dreams.

  Marcel Proust

  Dream, Memories, Real

  Marcel Proust (2000). “In Search of Lost Time, Volume IV: Sodom and Gomorrah (A Modern Library E-Book)”, p.191, Modern Library

• It seems that certain transcendental realities emit rays to which the masses are sensitive. That is how, for example, when an event takes place, when at the front an army is in danger, or defeated, or victorious, the rather obscure news which the cultivated man does not quite understand, excite in the masses an emotion which surprises him and in which, once the experts have informed him of the actual military situation, he recognizes the populace's perception of that "aura" surrounding great events and visible for hundreds of kilometers.

  Marcel Proust

  Military, War, Army

• The heart changes...but we learn of it only from reading or by imagination; for in reality its alteration, like that of certain natural phenomena, is so gradual that, even if we are able to distinguish, successively, each of its different states, we are still spared the actual sensation of change.

  Marcel Proust

  Reading, Heart, Reality

• The artist who gives up an hour of work for an hour of conversation with a friend knows that he is sacrificing a reality for something that does not exist (our friends being friends only in the light of an agreeable folly which travels with us through life and to which we readily accommodate ourselves, but which at the bottom of our hearts we know to be no more reasonable than the delusion of the man who talks to the furniture because he believes that it is alive.).

  Marcel Proust

  Giving Up, Believe, Heart

  Marcel Proust (1970). “The past recaptured”, Random House (NY)

• Under each station of the real, another glimmers.

  Marcel Proust

  Real, Reality, Stations

• How paradoxical it is to search reality for the pictures that are stored in one's memory.

  Marcel Proust

  Memories, Reality, Paradoxical

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