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“The air of those rooms was saturated with the fine bouquet of a silence so nourishing, so succulent, that I never went into them without a sort of greedy anticipation, particularly on those first mornings, chilly still, of the Easter holidays, when I could taste it more fully because I had only just arrived in Combray[...]”
― Marcel Proust, Swann鈥檚 Way

“L'habitude! am茅nageuse habile mais bien lente et qui commence par laisser souffrir notre esprit pendant des semaines dans une installation provisoire; mais que malgr茅 tout il est bien heureux de trouver, car sans l'habitude et r茅duit 脿 ses seuls moyens il serait impuissant 脿 nous rendre un logis habitable.”
― Marcel Proust, 脌 la recherche du temps perdu, Tome I

“It was that evening, when my mother abdicated her authority, that marked the beginning, along with the slow death of my grandmother, of the decline of my will and of my health. Everything had been decided at the moment when, unable to bear the idea of waiting until the next day to set my lips on my mother's face, I had made my resolution, jumped out of bed, and gone, in my nightshirt, to stay by the window through which the moonlight came, until I heard M. Swann go. My parents having gone with him, I heard the garden gate open, the bell ring, the gate close again...”
― Marcel Proust, Time Regained

“Sentindo-se desde algum tempo indisposto e melanc贸lico, principalmente depois que Odette apresentara Forcheville aos Verdurin, desejaria ir descansar um pouco no campo. Mas n茫o teria coragem de deixar Paris um 煤nico dia enquanto Odette ali estivesse. A atmosfera estava quente; eram os mais belos dias de primavera. E muito embora atravessasse uma cidade p茅trea para meter-se nalgum recinto fechado, o que sempre tinha diante dos olhos era um parque que possu铆a perto de Combray, onde, desde as quatro horas, antes de chegar 脿 horta de aspargos, gra莽as ao vento que sopra dos campos de M茅s茅glise, se podia, debaixo de uma latada, gozar de tanta frescura como 脿 beira do tanque bordado de 尘颈辞蝉贸迟颈蝉 e palmas-santa-rita, e onde, quando ele jantava, corriam em torno da mesa, afestoados pelo jardineiro, os ramos de groselhas e rosas.”
― PROUST Marcel -, Swann鈥檚 Way