Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade. Autor: Marcel Proust Copy Quote More from Marcel Proust “We may talk for a lifetime without doing more than indefinitely repeat the vacu…” “But none of the feeling which the joys or misfortunes of a real person arouse i…” “Our desires cut across one another, and in this confused existence it is rare f…” “Но - и това, което следва, ще го покаже дори по-ясно, както много епизоди дотук…”