Marcel Proust
- Proust on Chardin
Like ordinary objects, everyday faces have a charm of their own. It is pleasant to see a mother examining her daughter's woolwork, the experienced eyes of the one - knowledgeable, assessing, foreseeing - and the artless eyes of the other. The wrist and the hand are no less revealing and to the sight of a discriminating onlooker even a little finger has a great deal of interpretive ability, and performs its character part with delightful truth.
