It is comforting when one has a sorrow to lie in the warmth of one's bed and there, abandoning all effort and all resistance, to bury even one's head under the cover, giving one's self up to it completely, moaning like branches in the autumn wind. But there is still a better bed, full of divine odors. It is our sweet, our profound, our impenetrable friendship. - Marcel Proust

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Marcel Proust: "It is comforting when one has a sorrow to lie in the warmth of one's bed and there, abandoning all effort and all resistance, to bury even one's head under the cover, giving one's self up to it completely, moaning like branches in the autumn wind. But there is still a better bed, full of divine odors. It is our sweet, our profound, our impenetrable friendship."

Marcel Proust's Quotations

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Abandoning	Autumn	Better	Branches
Bury	Comforting	Completely	Cover
Divine	Effort	Even	Friendship
Full	Giving	Head	Impenetrable
Moaning	Odors	Ones	Profound
Resistance	Self	Sorrow	Still
Sweet	Under	Warmth	Wind

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