"... [T]he men who produce works of genius are not those who live in the most delicate atmosphere, whose conversation is the most brilliant or their culture the most extensive, but those who have had the power, ceasing suddenly to live only for themselves, to transform their personality into a sort of mirror, in such a way that their life, however mediocre it may be socially and even, in a sense, intellectually, is reflected by it, genius consisting in reflecting power and not in the intrinsic quality of the scene reflected."
-- Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove
Did Proust destroy the "literary lifestyle" concept and all other excuses used by baddies who refuse to just gitgud at writing?
>men
>not women
sexist pig.
>>9854379
it sounds more like a justification for an introspective and shy man to recreate his life and explain away his poor social life
>>9854379
you're illiterate
>>9854389
/thread
"Three hundred pages to realize that Tutu is buttfucking Toto. It's too much." - Celine, on Proust
>>9854389
a worthless simplification of a readily understandable passage
>>9854379
genius is a spook, Proust is a dolt, and so is Nietzsche.
>>9854389
Does this even make sense? All I know about Proust is that people think he was great and that he was a gay Frenchman in the early 20th century, producing classics of modernist literature and performing interesting tricks with memory-related prose.
>>9854379
>one sentence and 10 commas
jesus
>>9854723
Proust wrote some of the least tricky prose committed to paper in the 20th century, you just have to pay attention, it's all right there.
>>9854379
Not only do you lack the ability to think, you can't even read a simple paragraph correctly..
>>9854379
"... [T]he men who produce works of genius are not those who live in the most delicate atmosphere, whose conversation is the most brilliant or their culture the most extensive, but those who have had the power, ceasing suddenly to live only for themselves, to transform their personality into a sort of mirror, in such a way that their life, however mediocre it may be socially and even, in a sense, intellectually, is reflected by it, genius consisting in reflecting power and not in the intrinsic quality of the scene reflected."
-- Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove
Damn. That's deep. Good shit.
>>9854389
Proust was actually a party animal
>>9854459
This
>>9854379
Is this the Moncrieff or the Davis?