Thursday, July 12, 2012

we were not home

“A la recherché du temps perdu is the constant attempt to charge an entire lifetime with utmost awareness. Proust’s method is actualization, not reflection. He is filled with the insight that none of us has time to live the true dramas of life that we are destined for. This is what ages us – this and nothing else. The wrinkle and creases on our faces are the registration of the great passions, vices, and insights that called on us: but we, the masters were not home.”

1 comment:

Lydia said...

Beautiful, beautiful, as always.