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“For existence is of little interest save on days when the dust of realities is mingled with magic sand, when some trivial incident becomes a springboard for romance. Then a whole promontory of the inaccessible world emerges from the twilight of dream and enters our life, our life in which, like the sleeper awakened, we actually see the people of whom we had dreamed with such ardent longing that we had come to believe that we should never see them except in our dreams”

Quote by Marcel Proust

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Within a Budding Grove

This book is part of a series that delves into the lives of a group of young people as they navigate the complexities of their relationships and the expectations placed upon them by their community. Set in a picturesque French village, the narrative captures the essence of youthful idealism and the challenges of maturing into adulthood amidst societal pressures. more

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Marcel Proust
Marcel Proust

Marcel Proust was a French novelist renowned for his magnum opus, 'In Search of Lost Time'. This novel is considered a classic of 20th-century literature, known for its intricate psychological portrayals and profound exploration of memory. more

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