Saturday, July 10, 2010

Joyeux anniversaire, M. Proust

Marcel Proust was born on July 10, 1871.

The philosophers have certainly persuaded us that time is a process of reckoning that corresponds to no reality. We know that, but the ancient superstition is so strong that we cannot escape it, and it seems to us that on a given date we are inevitably older, like the government, which finds that because it should be warm the 1st of April, after that central heating is no longer needed. For a long time we have found this ridiculous of the government, but for age we don’t find it so.

Marcel Proust, in a letter to Geneviève Bizet Straus, October or November 1912. From Letters of Marcel Proust, translated by Mina Curtiss (New York: Helen Marx Books / Books & Co,, 2006).
Thanks, Mari, for reminding me of the date.

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comments: 3

mari said...

De rien, Michael.

myshkin said...

Many thanks for the get-old-Google-Images-Search-Back tips, which I was lucky enough to find amidst a lot of angry posts on the relevant forum and which, delightfully, led me to your [blog?] and, even more delightfully, to your collection of Proust bookmarks. Made my day.

Michael Leddy said...

Myshkin, it’s great to hear from a fellow Proust-reader and to know that OCA has made your day. Thanks for telling me that, and as the signs in stores used to say, Please Call Again.