ABSTRACTFor Proust, sleep is a door to knowledge. Not that it sharpens the sleeper's reason; on the contrary, it neutralizes it. But it is exactly because he is deprived of his reason (a tricky faculty that confers a false concreteness on things) that the truth becomes visible. Hence, in À la recherche du temps perdu, truth and sleep have a privileged relation. It happens that dreams are as transparent as rational knowledge. Must we assume—the narrator wonders—that rational knowledge is the dream, i.e. an illusion, a chimera ? “J’étais effrayé pourtant de penser que ce rêve avait eu la netteté de la connaissance. La connaissance aurait-elle, réciproquement, l'irréalité du rêve ?” (RTP, III, 375) (“I was horrified, however, to think that this dream had had the clarity of knowledge. Would knowledge then have the irreality of a dream ?” (my translation)). In this article, I propose to use this question to interrogate, on the one hand, the landscape that sleep opens up, and, on the other, the fatal effects of awakening, which, in the overturned world created by Proust, can be considered a farewell to truth.
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