Marcel Proust Quotes
At First He Had Appreciated Only The Material Quality Of The Sounds Which Those Instruments Secreted. And It Had Been A Source Of Keen Pleasure When, Below The Narrow Ribbon The Violin Part, Delicate, Unyielding, Substantial And Governing The Whole, He Had Suddenly Perceived, Where It Was Trying To Surge Upwards In A Flowing Tide Of Sound, The Mass Of The Piano-part, Multiform, Coherent, Level, And Breaking Everywhere In Melody Like The Deep Blue Tumult Of The Sea, Silvered And Charmed Into A Minor Key By The Moonlight. But At A Given Moment, Without Being Able To Distinguish Any Clear Outline, Or To Give A Name To What Was Pleasing Him, Suddenly Enraptured, He Had Tried To Collect, To Treasure In His Memory The Phrase Or Harmony - He Knew Not Which - That Had Just Been Played, And Had Opened And Expanded His Soul, Just As The Fragrance Of Certain Roses, Wafted Upon The Moist Air Of Evening, Has The Power Of Dilating Our Nostrils.
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