They consist of an infinity of successive loves, jealousies different and are ephemeral, but by their uninterrupted multitude give the impression of continuity, the illusion of unity. The life of Swann’s love, faithfulness of his jealousy, were made of the death, of infidelity, of innumerable desires, innumerable doubts, all of which had Odette for their object. Had he stayed a long time without seeing it, those who died were not replaced by others. But the presence of Odette continued to sow the heart of tenderness and Swann alternate suspicions.

Some nights she became all at once with him a kindness which she warned that it was hard to enjoy right away, otherwise they will not see it renewed for years, he had to return home immediately ” cattleya do “and this desire she claimed it was so sudden, so inexplicable, so imperious, caresses she lavished on him then so demonstrative and so unusual, that this love was sudden and improbable as much grief Swann a lie and that wickedness. One evening he was thus on the order she had given him, returned with her, and she mingled his kisses passionate words that contrasted with his usual dry, he thought suddenly hear the noise, he got up, looked around, found no one, but had not the courage to take his place beside her, which then, overcome with rage, broke a vase and Swann said: “We can never nothing to do with you “and he remained uncertain if she had not hid someone she wanted to hurt or jealousy turn directions.