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Proust Questionnaire
... The Proust Questionnaire is a questionnaire about one's personality ... to the responses given by the French writer Marcel Proust ... At the end of the nineteenth century, when Proust was still in his teens, he answered a questionnaire in an English-language confession album belonging to his ...
Alessandro Piperno
... the controversial critical essay on Marcel Proust, inflammatorily entitled "Proust antiebreo (Proust, Anti-Jew)" ... acclaim, and positive reviews on the Corriere della Sera (defining him the "new Proust"), his book became a bestseller in Italy (with 200,000 copies sold in a few months) ... Besides Proust (naturally), he’s been associated to Philip Roth ...
Redintegration - Proust
... The great literary example of redintegration is Marcel Proust's novel Remembrance of Things Past ...
Remarkable Gardens Of France - Gardens of The Centre - Eure-et-Loir
... by Jules Amiot, the uncle of author Marcel Proust ... Proust played there as a child – in Proust's novel In Search of Lost Time, the park is called Le Parc de Swann ...
Lucien Daudet
... and is now primarily remembered for his ties to fellow novelist Marcel Proust (Remembrance of Things Past) ... Daudet lived a fashionable life which made him meet Marcel Proust ... It is for this indiscretion that Proust and Lorrain fought a duel in 1897 ...

Famous quotes containing the word proust:

    A few years later, I would have answered, “I never repeat anything.” That is the ritual phrase of society people, by which the gossip is reassured every time.
    —Marcel Proust (1871–1922)

    A powerful idea communicates some of its strength to him who challenges it.
    —Marcel Proust (1871–1922)

    The places we have known do not only belong to the world of space in which we situate them for the sake of simplicity. They were but a thin slice between contiguous impression which formed our lives back then; the memory of a certain image is but the regret of a certain instant; and the houses, the roads, the avenues are fleeting, alas! as the years.
    —Marcel Proust (1871–1922)