the law of change

I came upon this passage in Proust’s Cities of the Plain this morning (I sometimes read it on my iPhone while on the subway:

In any case, our desire for different women varies in intensity. One evening we cannot bear to let one out of our sight who, after that, for the next month or two, will never enter our mind. Then there is the law of change, for a study of which this is not the place, under which, after an over-exertion of the flesh, the woman whose image haunts our momentary senility is one to whom we would barely give more than a kiss on the brow.

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