Have you read In Search of Lost Time?

"And suddenly the memory came to me. It was the taste of the little piece. Madeleine that on Sunday mornings in Combray (because that day I didn't go out before mass), when I went to say hello to her in her room, my Aunt Léonie would offer it to me after soaking it in her tea or linden infusion. The sight of the little madeleine didn't remind me of anything until I'd tasted it; perhaps because, having often seen them since, without eating them, on the shelves of confectioners, their image had left those Combray days to be linked to more recent ones; perhaps because, of those memories so long abandoned to memory, nothing survived, everything had disintegrated; the forms - and that of the little pastry shell, so richly sensual beneath its severe, devout pleating - had abolished, or, drowsy, had lost the force of expansion that would have allowed them to reach consciousness. But, when nothing remains of an ancient past, after the death of beings, after the destruction of things, only, more frail but more vivacious, more immaterial, more persistent, more faithful, odor and flavor remain for a long time to come, like souls, remembering, waiting, hoping, on the ruin of everything else, carrying without bending, on their almost impalpable droplet, the immense edifice of memory".
Have you read In Search of Lost Time?
Have you read In Search of Lost Time?
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