Profound Slumbers

Profound Slumbers

Thoughts by a Master: by Marcel Proust

Profound Slumbers


 Photography by Yu Yamauchi

Photography by Yu Yamauchi

“Then from those profound slumbers we awake in a dawn, not knowing who we are, being nobody, newly born, ready for anything, the brain emptied of that past which was life until then. And perhaps it is more wonderful still when our landing at the waking-point is abrupt and the thoughts of our sleep, hidden by a cloak of oblivion, have no time to return to us gradually, before sleep ceases. Then, from the black storm through which we seem to have passed (but we do not even say we), we emerge prostrate, without a thought, a we that is void of content.”

Marcel Proust

 Photography by Yu Yamauchi

Photography by Yu Yamauchi


Photography by Yu Yamauchi