Status Updates From PROUST

- The pusillanimity of Death and flagellation to spare the observer from reality itself.

- Friendship a movement of self-fear, self-pity, the dependence of being seen.

- Art is a movement of pure solitude, it requires depth and acknowledgement, there is no communication to the personality that opposes to it.

"The suffering of being: that is, the free play of every faculty. Because the pernicious devotion of habit paralyses our attention, drugs those handmaidens of perception whose co-operation is not absolutely essential" (pg 20)

The tourist is on a journey to release himself from habits, inviting involuntary memory to manifest itself.

"In Proust each spear may be a spear of Telephus" - Meaning a spear that heals the wounds it inflicted.

...his memory is a clothesline and the images of his past dirty linen redeemed and the infallibly complacent servants of his reminiscential needs. Memory is obviously conditioned by perception. Curiosity is
a non-conditioned reflex...it is the hair of our habit tending to stand on end. It rarely happens that our attention is not stained by this animal
element. Curiosity is the safeguard, not the death, of the cat,

this is so strange but i am here for it: "the individual is the seat of a constant process of decantation"

insane crossover event when the coolest novelist ever meets a pompous asshole who wrote 2 decent plays and a pile of other slop (but i have to say the essay itself is good so far,) and also Beckett's haircut was insanely cool