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She poured out Swann's tea, inquired Lemon or cream? and, on his answering Cream, please, said to him with a laugh: A cloud! And as he pronounced it excellent, You see, I know just how you like it. This tea had indeed seemed to Swann, just as it seemed to her; something precious, and love has such a need to find some justification for itself, some guarantee of duration, in pleasures which without it would have no existence and must cease with its passing.

Marcel Proust

She poured out Swann's tea, inquired Lemon or cream? and, on his answering Cream, please, said to him with a laugh: A cloud! And as he pronounced it excellent, You see, I know just how you like it. This tea had indeed seemed to Swann, just as it seemed to her; something precious, and love has such a need to find some justification for itself, some guarantee of duration, in pleasures which without it would have no existence and must cease with its passing.

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About Marcel Proust

Valentin Louis Georges Eugène Marcel Proust ( PROOST, French: [maʁsɛl pʁust]; 10 July 1871 – 18 November 1922) was a French novelist, literary critic, and essayist who wrote the monumental novel À la recherche du temps perdu (in French – translated in English as Remembrance of Things Past and more recently as In Search of Lost Time) which was published in seven volumes between 1913 and 1927. He is considered by critics and writers to be one of the most influential authors of the 20th century.