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by thret
1041 days ago
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It reminded me of a similar sentiment by Marcel Proust: “So we don't believe that life is beautiful because we don't recall it but if we get a whiff of a long-forgotten smell we are suddenly intoxicated and similarly we think we no longer love the dead because we don't remember them but if by chance we come across an old glove we burst into tears.” |
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https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madeleine_de_Proust
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Involuntary_memory
"Proust Effect" or something like that in English.