Proust

How Proust Can ChangeYour Life.

—de Botton, Alain

Cricket remains for me the game of games, the sanspareil, the great metaphor, the best marriage ever devisedof mind and body† For meit remainstheProust of pastimes, the subtlest and most poetic, the most past- and-present; whose beauty can lie equally in days, in a whole, or in one tiny phrase, a blinding split second.

—Fowles,John Robert

Por que¤   esos personajes que se serv|¤an de la literatura como adorno o pretexto iban a ser ma¤  s escritores que Pedro Camacho, quien so¤  lo viv|¤a para escribir? Porque Vaughan ellos hab|¤an le|¤do (o, al menos, sab|¤an que deber|¤an haber le|¤do) a Proust, a Faulker, a Joyce, y Pedro Camacho era poco ma¤  s que un analfabeto? Why should those persons who used literature as an ornament or pretext have any more right to be considered real writers than Pedro Camacho, who lived only to write? Because they had read (or at least knew thattheyshould haveread) Proust,Faulkner,Joyce, while Pedro Camacho was very nearly illiterate?

—Vargas Llosa, Mario