"Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom."
"No sooner had the warm liquid mixed with the crumbs touched my palate than a shudder ran through me and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary thing that was happening to me."
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Source: Marcel Proust (2015). “Swann's Way”, p.48, Vintage
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