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“Within a Budding Grove” : Proust muses on hearing our selves

“We imagine always when we speak that it is our own ears, our own mind that are listening. My words would have come to [Gilberte] only in a distorted form, as though they had had to pass through the moving curtain of a waterfall before they reached my friend, unrecognisable, giving a foolish sound, having no longer any kind of meaning.”

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