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| ISBN: | 0394711823 (ISBN13: 9780394711829) |
| Edition Language: | English |
| Series: | Remembrance of Things Past #1, À la recherche du temps perdu #1-2, A la busca del tiempo perdido #1 , more |
Marcel Proust
Paperback | Pages: 1056 pages Rating: 4.32 | 3359 Users | 259 Reviews
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'The transmutation of sensation into sentiment, the ebb tide of memory, waves of emotion such as desire, jealousy, and artistic euphoria — this is the material of this enormous and yet singularly light and translucid work' — Vladimir NabokovOriginally rendered by C.K. Scott Moncrieff from an early and unrealiable French edition, Proust’s masterpiece has now been flawlessly translated by Terence Kilmartin in this acclaimed version.

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| Title | : | Remembrance of Things Past: Volume I - Swann's Way & Within a Budding Grove (Remembrance of Things Past #1) |
| Author | : | Marcel Proust |
| Book Format | : | Paperback |
| Book Edition | : | First Edition |
| Pages | : | Pages: 1056 pages |
| Published | : | August 12th 1982 by Vintage (first published 1919) |
| Categories | : | Fiction. Classics. Literature. Cultural. France. European Literature. French Literature. Philosophy. Novels |
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Ratings: 4.32 From 3359 Users | 259 ReviewsCriticism Epithetical Books Remembrance of Things Past: Volume I - Swann's Way & Within a Budding Grove (Remembrance of Things Past #1)
I tried. I really did. But I finally had to hide this, unfinished, between the mattress and the boxspring.I launched into À la recherche du temps perdu the summer between high school and starting GT, struggled to finish this volume (containing the first two of seven parts), and didn't much care for it at all. Then again, those were still highly formative times, where I was trying to drag in as much different material as possible; 4000+ pages of French playboy modernism did not at that time qualify as efficient intake. These three imposing texts have traveled with me since then as a mordant whole,
This might just be my favorite book of all time. It's probably because I envy Proust's profession as professional nostalgist (although not his bedridden tendencies), but also because the writing is exquisite. There is a paragraph about asparagus in "Combray" that still dances behind my eyelids sometimes, and one about allegory that has changed the way I think about the relationship between art and life. Heavy stuff, but done in the lightest possible way, with the longest and most meandering

I've reviewed the two books separately here: www.goodreads.com/review/show/1840916144www.goodreads.com/review/show/1859555946and am going to take a break before continuing on my Proust journey...
Reading this with two GoodReads friends -- which is probably the only way I am going to get through it. I have only read a few dozen pages and (silly me -- looking for paragraph breaks) keep getting lost in the curtains and the grandmother's affections.Finally finished this -- finally. Now I realize that getting lost in thoughts about the curtains, the hawthorne bushes and his mother's lace hems is probably the point. Still, I got impatient. I found the first part of Combray quite tiresome,
Not speaking to me right now. Will re-assess at a later time
The smell of varnish, or the taste of a madeleine tea-cake, Mama's kiss at bedtime: each holds within it pages of memories for the narrator. I read some in French in a room where both the poet Elizabeth Bishop and the novelist Mary McCarthy stayed, including the hostess in her The Group. While not a spoiler, Bishop's sexuality changes Odette for Swan late in the novel. Proust illustrates Plato: I used to say in Humanities surveys how the Real Chair is the Chair in the mind...others fall apart,


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