Hugh Mosher

“Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.”
― Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time

“Every reader, as he reads, is actually the reader of himself. The writer's work is only a kind of optical instrument he provides the reader so he can discern what he might never have seen in himself without this book. The reader's recognition in himself of what the book says is the proof of the book's truth.”
― Marcel Proust, Time Regained

“The particulars of life do not matter to the artist; they merely provide him with the opportunity to lay bare his genius.”
― Marcel Proust, In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower

“Why, after all, did she do these things? why seek pinnacles and stand drenched in fire? Might it consume her anyhow! Burn her to cinders! Better anything, better brandish one’s torch and hurl it to earth than taper and dwindle away...”
― Virginia Woolf