Quotation by Marcel Proust

And like that game with which the Japanese amuse themselves by dipping in a porcelain bowl of water, small bits of paper which, until then were indistinct, but, scarcely plunged in the water, stretch, distort, become colored, differentiated, turn into flowers, houses, substantial and recognizable personages,in the same manner all the flowers in our garden and those of Mr. Swann's park, and the water-lilies of the Vivonne, and the good people of the village and their little homes and the church and all of Combray and its environs, all this which takes shape and solidifies, has come, town and gardens, from my cup of tea.
Marcel Proust (1871–1922), French novelist. Nouvelle Revue Française (1913). Remembrance of Things Past, vol. I, Swann's Way, p. 47, Pléiade (1954).

The narrator's childhood memories awaken when he eats a madeleine, small shell-shaped cake.
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