Marcel Proust’s short stories, Les Plaisirs and Les Jours. The Pleasure of My Days –

In which details a heart’s merciless compulsion for whats missing — as a wild delicacy of treasonous virtues that are unforgiving.

Also a take on Flaubert, using characters Bacard and Pecuchet —  think Plato as two feckless vaniloquent bourgeoisie BFF posing a (‘cooperative argumentative type’) dialogue — discussing virtues and merits of Music and High Society – -Its delicious fictitious drollery, really funny &  by contraries profound, cheeky, charming, delightful.