In Search of Lost Time - The Captive & The Fugitive by Marcel Proust
2003
Modern Library |
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70/3015 | And still swathed in the big grey veil, falling from her chinchilla toque, which I had given her at Balbec, she would turn from, me and go back to her room, as though she had... | [ ] |
253/3198 | ...a woman might be subjected by an orang-outang that was... | orangutan |
446/3391 | ...on a fine moonlight evening towards the beginning of our relationship... | moonlit |
480/3425 | ...were not my suspicions antennae pointing in the direction of the truth | suspicion's or suspicious |
670/3615 | ...we are doing no more perhaps than project outside ourselves the pleasure that we feel in seeing her... | projecting |
808/3753 | Do not lay hands upon their sacred traces. | [font size error] |
952/3897 | but whose glamour quickly evaporates when she is in my presence (183). | (184) |