Sunday, 2 October 2011


Here's a little something for us to ponder this month . . .

"We are incapable, while we are in love, of acting as fit predecessors of the persons whom we shall presently have become and who will be in love no longer."

Wise words. Poor Proust was painfully closeted all his life (see photo), so reading his work does tend to make one feel better about one's romantic life in comparison, no matter how rubbish it might be.


  1. 'no matter how rubbish it might be.' I agree. We only must strive to make it work.

  2. Nice quote, Sarah! Love 'Our Monthly Marcel' :)


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