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Style is to the writer what color is to the painter.

Style is to the writer what color is to the painter. Style is to the writer what color is to the painter.
Source : Jacques-Émile Blanche - Portrait of Marcel Proust via Pinterest
In Search of Lost Time (Remembrance of Things Past)
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Style for a writer, like colour for a painter, is a question not of technique but of vision. It is the revelation, which would be impossible by direct or conscious means, of the qualitative difference in the ways we perceive the world, a difference which, if there were no art, would remain the eternal secret of each individual. 

Through art only we may come out of ourselves, to learn what others see of the universe - for theirs is not the same as ours, and its landscapes would have remained as unknown to us as those of the moon. Thanks to art, instead of seeing one lone world, ours, we see it multiplied with as many different worlds at our disposition as there are original artists,  more different from each other than those rolling in infinity, and many centuries later, after their emanating fire has been extinguished, from now Rembrandt, now Vermeer, we still receive their special light.

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