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“There is no escape from yesterday because yesterday has deformed us, or been deformed by us. The mood is of no importance. Deformation has taken place.”

Quote by Samuel Beckett

Book:Proust
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Proust

In this epic novel, the author delves into the consciousness of the protagonist, Marcel, as he revisits his past and reflects on the complexities of human experience. The narrative is characterized by its stream-of-consciousness style, which allows for a profound exploration of memory and the passage of time. The novel is divided into three volumes: 'Swann's Way', 'In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower', and 'The Guermantes Way'. Proust's work has had a significant impact on the development of the novel as a literary form. more

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Samuel Beckett
Samuel Beckett

Samuel Beckett was an Irish novelist, playwright, and poet, widely regarded as one of the most influential writers of the 20th century. His works are characterized by their minimalist style, existential themes, and use of language. His most famous works include 'Waiting for Godot' and 'Molloy'. Beckett was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1969. more

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