Marcel PROUST deeply sorry for the suffering of his friend.

Marcel Proust (1871.1922

Autograph letter signed to Georges de Lauris.

Three pages in-12° on mourning paper.

Tuesday, [September 1906]

Kolb, volume VI, pages 219-220.

“Life is so awful that we should all end up there. »

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“My little Georges, Your letter yesterday made me desperate. I sent for news (not like Paris!) but in the meantime, you wrote to me. Perhaps as I write to you, the suffering has subsided. But I don't know that. I won't know anything else until tomorrow morning. And what a sad night I will have! If the calculation could come out, if these horrible sufferings could have been effective and fruitful. Alas, I dare not hope so. It's barbaric to say you hope when you think of the heartbreak that would be expulsion for your mother. But after what physical and moral relief. No more fear of intervention. It is too beautiful. I don't dare hope so much. But I would like that while I write to you I could tell myself that your mother is no longer in so much pain, is resting, is not forced to take so much morphine, is not discouraged, that you do not have your eyes of anguish , but your beautiful smiling face, that your father is reassured. Alas, what a cruel life you have and if you knew how much I suffer from it, that I am constantly reaching out to you, dear Georges, what a ravishing joy when your mother will be freed from this calculation. I never asked you if your mother was pious, had the consolation of praying. Life is so awful that we should all end up there . Alas, it is not enough to want. Goodbye Georges, I almost feel indiscreet to be so sad as if I were taking a place in your family where I am not invited. All yours Marcel. »