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Cup of Tea

by Danny Fisher on November 11, 2010

cup of tea

“And as in the game wherein the Japanese amuse themselves by filling a porcelain bowl with water and steeping in it little pieces of paper which until then are without character or form, but, the moment they become wet, stretch and twist and take on color and distinctive shape, become flowers or houses or people, solid and recognizable, so in that moment all the flowers in our garden and in M. Swann’s park, and the water-lilies on the Vivonne and the good folk of the village and their little dwellings and the parish church and the whole of Combray and its surroundings, taking shape and solidity, sprang into being, towns and gardens alike, from my cup of tea.” – Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time

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1 Anonymous January 4, 2011 at 5:55 am

Finally someone who can appreciate Proust, for the artist he was.

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