Swann's Way
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Summary
Marcel Proust's In Search of Lost Time is one of the most entertaining reading experiences in any language and arguably the finest novel of the twentieth century。 But since its original prewar translation there has been no completely new version in English。 Now， Penguin brings Proust's masterpiece to new audiences throughout the world， beginning with Lydia Davis's internationally acclaimed translation of the first volume， Swann's Way。
Swann's Way is one of the preeminent novels of childhood: a sensitive boy's impressions of his family and neighbors， all brought dazzlingly back to life years later by the taste of a madeleine。 It also enfolds the short novel "Swann in Love，" an incomparable study of sexual jealousy that becomes a crucial part of the vast， unfolding structure of In Search of Lost Time。 The first volume of the work that established Proust as one of the finest voices of the modern age — satirical， skeptical， confiding， and endlessly varied in its response to the human condition — Swann's Way also stands on its own as a perfect rendering of a life in art， of the past re-created through memory。
Swann's Way is one of the preeminent novels of childhood: a sensitive boy's impressions of his family and neighbors， all brought dazzlingly back to life years later by the taste of a madeleine。 It also enfolds the short novel "Swann in Love，" an incomparable study of sexual jealousy that becomes a crucial part of the vast， unfolding structure of In Search of Lost Time。 The first volume of the work that established Proust as one of the finest voices of the modern age — satirical， skeptical， confiding， and endlessly varied in its response to the human condition — Swann's Way also stands on its own as a perfect rendering of a life in art， of the past re-created through memory。
Reviews
Julie Brochu
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J’ai beaucoup de plaisir à me faire raconter des histoires。 Depuis que je suis abonnée à un gym et pendant que je cours， pédale ou grimpe des marches， j’écoute des livres dont les souvenirs de ce petit garçon。 Un petit bonheur！
Ruhiz Pedregosa
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Esta es la primera novela del obra monumental "En busca del tiempo perdido"。 No es una novela convencional， donde exista un mínimo de acción que capte la atención del lector。 Al adentrarnos en este texto debemos buscar algo más sublime， porque se trata de un complejo y rico tapiz literario hilvanado con infinidad de imágenes， sonidos， sensaciones que mezcladas en la paleta del autor destilan poesía y belleza creativa。 Una obra magistral imprescindible para los amantes del arte en estado puro。 Esta es la primera novela del obra monumental "En busca del tiempo perdido"。 No es una novela convencional， donde exista un mínimo de acción que capte la atención del lector。 Al adentrarnos en este texto debemos buscar algo más sublime， porque se trata de un complejo y rico tapiz literario hilvanado con infinidad de imágenes， sonidos， sensaciones que mezcladas en la paleta del autor destilan poesía y belleza creativa。 Una obra magistral imprescindible para los amantes del arte en estado puro。 。。。more
Bryan Zhang
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Two thoughts:1。 Perhaps the definitive introspective fiction。 Suddenly Ishiguro feels like an imitator。 And there is no point recording any of your experiences or thoughts - Proust already did it， and better。 Anything else is redundant。2。 Perhaps the master of analogy。 Proust finds interesting comparisons for every little experience and observation。More thoughts as I gradually work through the remaining six（！） volumes。
Alan
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Here we go！What if I told you I started reading this because I wanted to eat some of the madeleine cookies that Starbucks sells at the counter？ Would you believe me？ Take me at my word。 I am not kidding。 I did the whole schtick， got some tea， got the three-per-package madeleines， sat down， started。 This was a while back。 I quickly realized that I have actually walked right up to the sign-up booth for a marathon and signed up for a marathon。 Now I’m “doing” the marathon and I have been sprinting Here we go！What if I told you I started reading this because I wanted to eat some of the madeleine cookies that Starbucks sells at the counter？ Would you believe me？ Take me at my word。 I am not kidding。 I did the whole schtick， got some tea， got the three-per-package madeleines， sat down， started。 This was a while back。 I quickly realized that I have actually walked right up to the sign-up booth for a marathon and signed up for a marathon。 Now I’m “doing” the marathon and I have been sprinting my ass off to the finish line， only to realize that I’m probably around 15% of the way there。 Coolio。 Marathon！ Yay。 Also there was just one scene with the madeleines – though I am led to believe that it will make a comeback。 If the madeleine doesn’t come back， I riot。 How else do I justify multiple trips to Starbucks？Jokes aside， this was a pleasure。 Delightful from the first page。 The sentences are right up my alley – I find no issue with the winding mazes and pages of comma after comma。 It’s not difficult to keep track of， in my opinion。 I have read people like Jung， who does much the same but tosses in lists mid sentence and then refers to the concepts within the same sentence， using “the former”， “the latter”， “penultimate”。 You find yourself 2 pages in reading about a concept that he has introduced （say the collective unconscious） and he very seriously expects you to synthesize all his concepts by tossing a “the third most point” into the sentence。 No man。 No。 Write it out again and we will talk。 Proust is different。 There is a natural flow to each sentence。 It begins with a certain energy and is capped off at the perfect moment。The most compelling part was Swann In Love， which fits with the patterns I have seen in myself and what I enjoy in literature。 It brings deep character analysis， but also touches on those niche but oh-so-common dynamics between people。 We have all been at a Madame Verdurin gathering， unwillingly a part of the sycophantic “nucleus” that hang on her every word。 Society rules。 We have all known some format of an Odette， whether we have gone the path of Swann or not。 Because of how often I was nodding along， I forgot to mark and flag all the sentences that I loved。 It was too much work！ I’ll get it the second time around。 Reading this work just once is not an option。I did some reading into Nabokov’s thoughts on this first volume （and the whole work in general）。 Not too many pages in though， because I saw that he started going on tangents about the other volumes。 I don’t want anything spoiled just yet。 Two quotes stood out in particular: “The transmutation of sensation into sentiment， the ebb and tide of memory， waves of emotions such as desire， jealousy， and artistic euphoria – this is the material of the enormous and yet singularly light and translucid work。” And “Proust’s fundamental ideas regarding the flow of time concern the constant evolution of personality in terms of duration， the unsuspected riches of our subliminal minds which we can retrieve only by an act of intuition， of memory， of involuntary associations; also the subordination of mere reason to the genius of inner inspiration and the consideration of art as the only reality in the world。” Paintings in Proust by Eric Karpeles has been a faithful companion。 For so long， I have wanted to expand my taste in art and open up what I know， not in an academic fashion， but from the bottom up， diving into the work of art and seeing what it causes inside of me。 This book shows one the paintings and works of art mentioned by the narrator （or any other character） across all of the volumes， so I will be including those that made any sort of impression on me and try to give some sort of an explanation as to why。 I was so glad to be killing two birds with one stone。We begin with The Cenotaph of Jean Jacques Rousseau in the Tuileries， Paris by Hubert Robert （1794）。 With this one， my eyes go to two things: first， the beautiful， golden lighting on the marble， somehow reflected onto the water in the fountain， and second， the moon that is just peaking out from the top left。 Hauntingly gorgeous scene。Then there is The Night Watch by Rembrandt （1642） which held me captivated。I got chills when I saw this one – I had an intense flashback to a past time， sitting at the dinning room table， 3 or 4 cookies， slightly warmed， glass of milk， Stevenson’s Treasure Island open in front of me as I chomped down。 It’s not a ship， but the atmosphere makes me feel as though we are looking at the inside of a ship。 Why that and not something else？ Tintin perhaps？ I have no idea。Finally from this volume， I was drawn to Spring （or The Earthly Paradise） by Nicolas Poussin （1660）。Starting to see a pattern to the artwork I am drawn to。 My god。 It humbles me to see such grand scope portrayed in a painting。 Look at God peeping down from the clouds， top right。 And Eve is enticed by the apple。 Adam looks like he is just waking up from a nap。 The apples look good。 Have a bite mate， who cares？ I’m sure there won’t be any serious ramifications。 Go on then。So lots of looking back at my own life， pattern-recognition， thoughts of times gone， and a reliving of all the emotions that came with those times。 Makes sense， and it’s exactly what I was expecting。 Again with some Nabokov: “Proust is a prism。 His， or its， sole object is to refract， and by refracting to recreate a world in retrospect。” I am keenly aware that I will look back and wish to re-experience my first run through， so taking this in slowly and mindfully。 。。。more
George P。
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Though I recognize Proust's great facility with language， it just wasn't a style of writing that I enjoy and I will probably not read any more of the series （Remembrance of Things Past）。 When somewhat younger I was a great fan of Hemingway's writing and this style is the antithesis of his- extremely wordy and rambling。 Though I recognize Proust's great facility with language， it just wasn't a style of writing that I enjoy and I will probably not read any more of the series （Remembrance of Things Past）。 When somewhat younger I was a great fan of Hemingway's writing and this style is the antithesis of his- extremely wordy and rambling。 。。。more
Pierce Lockett
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… truly … sublime …
kev
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Swann， but not forgotten…
MissCoria
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Sándor Márai wspomina w swoich zapiskach （"Dziennik 1943-1948"）: "Proust。 Końcówka Du côté de chez Swann。 Cóż za olśniewająca siła pisarska！ Z takimi ludźmi jak snob Swann， kokota Odette i byle jacy Verdurinowie w życiu nie chciałbym prawdopodobnie spędzić ani godziny。 Ale z woli Prousta od tygodni żyję razem z tymi ludźmi， interesuje mnie ich los， prostacki snobizm， lichota ich natury， wszystko， ich słowa i opinie odbijają się we mnie echem。 A na dodatek te dziwne insekty Proust opisuje z entom Sándor Márai wspomina w swoich zapiskach （"Dziennik 1943-1948"）: "Proust。 Końcówka Du côté de chez Swann。 Cóż za olśniewająca siła pisarska！ Z takimi ludźmi jak snob Swann， kokota Odette i byle jacy Verdurinowie w życiu nie chciałbym prawdopodobnie spędzić ani godziny。 Ale z woli Prousta od tygodni żyję razem z tymi ludźmi， interesuje mnie ich los， prostacki snobizm， lichota ich natury， wszystko， ich słowa i opinie odbijają się we mnie echem。 A na dodatek te dziwne insekty Proust opisuje z entomologiczną wręcz precyzją ， niemal sucho i profesjonalnie。"Katedra ze słów stworzona przez Prousta w moim odczuciu aż prosi się， by wracać do niej， by studiować jej szczegóły i fascynujący mikrokosmos。 Dlatego po przeczytaniu wszystkich tomów， a nawet w trakcie mojej pierwszej lektury， już wiedziałam， że sięgnę po nie ponownie。 Tym razem miałam okazję przeczytać pierwszy tom w fantastycznym przekładzie Krystyny Rodowskiej。 Po zapoznaniu się z posłowiem tłumaczki mogę tylko wyrazić absolutny podziw i wdzięczność za wykonanie tak misternej pracy i umożliwienie współczesnym czytelnikom zapoznania się z odświeżonym i udoskonalonym przekładem jednej z najsłynniejszej powieści literatury europejskiej。 Absolutnie niezapomniana lektura！ 。。。more
Mayor
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3。5Masterful similes。
Michael Indelicarto
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Easily the most challenging book I have read this year -- maybe ever -- and the closest I have been to putting down a book。 The combination of Proust's meandering， verbose prose with the virtually non-existent plot probably explains why the few people who finish this book don't read more Proust。 When churning through one of the half-page sentences or four-page paragraphs， I often found my mind wandering away from the book （I assume this was， if only somewhat， Proust's intent）， which， though it o Easily the most challenging book I have read this year -- maybe ever -- and the closest I have been to putting down a book。 The combination of Proust's meandering， verbose prose with the virtually non-existent plot probably explains why the few people who finish this book don't read more Proust。 When churning through one of the half-page sentences or four-page paragraphs， I often found my mind wandering away from the book （I assume this was， if only somewhat， Proust's intent）， which， though it often happens in other books， does so much less frequently， intensely， and otherwise does not detract from the enjoyment of the book， because the plot helps， as a kind of framework or gutter guard， not only to orient oneself in relation to the previous events but also to reasonably anticipate the direction of the narrative; with no plot， the train runs off the rails。 Rereading the sentences or paragraphs， in some cases， like Austin Powers trying to make a three point turn， only prolongs the suffering， and half way through you realize you have no clue whats going on and that its time to re-reread the sentence， but this doesn't matter because reading， or rereading in this case， some of the sentences in this book is the best argument for eternal recurrence （and was that Austin Powers reference really in this sentence？）。I'm not quite sure I understand Proust's decision to write like this or the aesthetic reasoning behind it。 For my best guess， it probably has to do with the nature of memory or the way we experience time， but I don't know how making the prose unnecessarily wordy contributes to those themes。 I will say though that his analogies are unmatched。 To be honest， in terms of the content of the book I didn't get much besides a glimpse of a viewpoint on sexuality so sophisticated， romance so meticulous， and love so accurate。 All the stuff about memory and time went right over my head。 There were passages here that felt as abstract and dense as Hegel， especially the one about the novelist。 。。。more
Christian Dalager
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Hørt i 1963 oversættelse indtalt i 1995。Og det er simpelthen for tungt et sprog og for smagende en oplæsning til at det var noget for mig。 Særligt når det også er pænt langt。 For at sige det mildt。
Matt Ely
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A difficult book to rate， certainly。 If you submit yourself to it， the text holds you captive。 Its length is just one component。 The narrator is stifled and you enter into his obsessions， hoping to break out。 You do escape occasionally， gasp for air， and then sink back into the cycling， circular grind of memory。 Also， nobody talks about this， but it's really quite funny at many points。 I think that perhaps depends on its contrast to the leading tone of the book， but I was shocked by how much I l A difficult book to rate， certainly。 If you submit yourself to it， the text holds you captive。 Its length is just one component。 The narrator is stifled and you enter into his obsessions， hoping to break out。 You do escape occasionally， gasp for air， and then sink back into the cycling， circular grind of memory。 Also， nobody talks about this， but it's really quite funny at many points。 I think that perhaps depends on its contrast to the leading tone of the book， but I was shocked by how much I laughed aloud， something I rarely do with novels。 。。。more
Chase Waller
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Incredible。
kotku
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My diary could never
beatris malamova
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i have mixed feelings about this book
Janet Wertman
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I have meant for years （decades） to get through A la recherche du temps perdu。 It's a slog， but I'm just going to keep on until I'm done。。。Annoying protagonist but gorgeous writing。。。 I have meant for years （decades） to get through A la recherche du temps perdu。 It's a slog， but I'm just going to keep on until I'm done。。。Annoying protagonist but gorgeous writing。。。 。。。more
Samuel
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Proust took me through the labyrinth of his mind， and it spoke to me with such power。 His stream of consciousness style of exposition was delightfully devilish at times; a polished and eloquent style of how I think， which is why it resonated so much with me。 I didn't care much for the subject matter of the French toffs， but I did enjoy the narrators musings on the differences in class， particularly in thinking and how it affected each character's view of the world。If you would want to be taken b Proust took me through the labyrinth of his mind， and it spoke to me with such power。 His stream of consciousness style of exposition was delightfully devilish at times; a polished and eloquent style of how I think， which is why it resonated so much with me。 I didn't care much for the subject matter of the French toffs， but I did enjoy the narrators musings on the differences in class， particularly in thinking and how it affected each character's view of the world。If you would want to be taken by the hand into Proust's playground， I cannot recommend this book enough。 I was enchanted by his thought-weaving and unrelenting desire to explore the involute nature of the mind。 。。。more
Nicolas Name
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It’s long。 This is one volume in a 7 volume book， and it itself is the length of Kant’s Critique of Pure Reason and James Joyce’s Ulysses， and close to the length of Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy。 As far as what the first volume contains within it， it doesn’t have the economy of language nor the plot that Tolstoy has。 I’ll ignore the Madeline scene， and say that bit is a bit overrated （unless it becomes more significant in the books that are to come）。 There are lots of interesting bits， and the s It’s long。 This is one volume in a 7 volume book， and it itself is the length of Kant’s Critique of Pure Reason and James Joyce’s Ulysses， and close to the length of Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy。 As far as what the first volume contains within it， it doesn’t have the economy of language nor the plot that Tolstoy has。 I’ll ignore the Madeline scene， and say that bit is a bit overrated （unless it becomes more significant in the books that are to come）。 There are lots of interesting bits， and the story is created in a pastiche like manner （which is of course on purpose， given the title）。 I absolutely don’t doubt the craftsmanship of the author with this work， the 7 volumes together are literally twice the length of the Bible。 Anyone who is out there writing a 4，000 page book that is still coherent is either crazy or gifted， and I’d imagine often a little bit of both。 But armchair psychoanalyzing aside， the scenes do drag on。 The bit about the romance of Swann with a girl who he falls in love with， gets jealous over， and who sleeps around with other men and women， to me， is a bit overplayed as a story， unless it serves a purpose later on， I get it， but it really drags on。 This story is pretty trope-ish。 Madame Bovary， Anna Karenina， and lots of other stories go into dynamic， and there really isn’t anything new here in terms of that。 What I found interesting though was Proust’s earlier chapters in Swann’s way， 1st when he is describing falling asleep and staying awake， which is a fantastic passage。 I fell asleep multiple times while trying to work through this passage， and the nature of dreams， reality， and how the two can meld together or not， or how to fall asleep and the experiential parts of that were wonderful。 I haven’t seen other writers do as good a job with that as he did here。 Also， the scenes as a boy who longs and is attached to his mother are wonderful （and very Freudian）。 The society scenes， the scenes describing art or Madeline in a super pretentious way doesn’t appeal to me at all。 It honestly just made me think of Patrick Bateman’s monologues about Huey Lewis and the News。 lol Unless this serves a greater purpose in the 4，000 page book， it’s hard for me to appreciate it。 In general， this was just too long to communicate what he did communicate， unless what he is writing about serves a greater purpose in the future books。 As a stand alone book， I’m certain that this book could have been edited down by at least 1/3。 That’s roughly the same number of pages it took Toni Morrison to write the Bluest Eye or Kurt Vonnegut Slaughterhouse-5， so it’s not exactly an insignificant amount。 。。。more
Reba Nelson
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damn got confused
Loreta Vainauskiene-Bielskyte
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Nuostabus Aldonos Merkytės vertimas leido mėgautis turtingu M。 Prusto kalbos stiliumi。 Įdomu tai， kad 20 amžiaus pradžioje tos pačios vertybės， kaip ir 21 amžiaus pradžioje， buvo svarbios。
Sophie L
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It’s stunning to read this unique narrative in an epoch where the deficit of attention is at its peak。 Proust’s observation skill is outstanding just as his vocabulary employ。 Reading this book inspires to re-fine our daily choices of to what giving attention and how。 Excellent “ exercice de style »。
Krister Ekeroth
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Transcendant imagery， humour and heart ache。 My reminiscence of a Madeleine stems not from the famous quote but from a top restaurant in the North of Sweden， but then after that small pastry I understood something。Lyricism in an exploding bloom; a childhood ride with horse and wagon a summer evening with hedges and distant church towers， in Combray。 All that might be found in Chamomile， if that is your cup of tea。I am glad I really never listened to literary opions and criticism in highschool， a Transcendant imagery， humour and heart ache。 My reminiscence of a Madeleine stems not from the famous quote but from a top restaurant in the North of Sweden， but then after that small pastry I understood something。Lyricism in an exploding bloom; a childhood ride with horse and wagon a summer evening with hedges and distant church towers， in Combray。 All that might be found in Chamomile， if that is your cup of tea。I am glad I really never listened to literary opions and criticism in highschool， and instead straight out tasted words。 。。。more
Tessana Michele
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Beautiful language， but it’s definitely a slow read。
Albin Hane
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Ah shit asså。 Svårt att smälta。
Eoin Feeney
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Absolutely love the way this is written， and the ideas it presents。 Part 2 was just a little bit too long and drawn out on the same idea of Swann and his love for Odette。 But the bits that work in this are absolutely exquisite。
Djoni
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Pouco mais de um mês pra terminar essa obra que me abriu os olhos em direção a um mundo sensorial que eu jamais experimentara na literatura。 Na minha lista de leitura há já muitos anos， decidi encarar em 2022 （talvez um ano que eu não descreveria como “tranquilo”） a leitura do primeiro volume desta série de sete。 Confesso que logo no início já imaginei que seria uma viagem que não conseguiria ler rápido， então não me apressei pra terminar no período estipulado。 Assim， alguns dias eu acabava lend Pouco mais de um mês pra terminar essa obra que me abriu os olhos em direção a um mundo sensorial que eu jamais experimentara na literatura。 Na minha lista de leitura há já muitos anos， decidi encarar em 2022 （talvez um ano que eu não descreveria como “tranquilo”） a leitura do primeiro volume desta série de sete。 Confesso que logo no início já imaginei que seria uma viagem que não conseguiria ler rápido， então não me apressei pra terminar no período estipulado。 Assim， alguns dias eu acabava lendo muuuuuitas páginas e em outros só lia duas ou três， às vezes por cansaço， às vezes porque o que acabara de ler me impactava de tal forma que precisava saborear o que estava sendo dito。 E o verbo usado é saborear mesmo， pois trata-se de uma experiência sinestésica。A capacidade descritiva proustiana é sem dúvida alguma o recurso mais utilizado na obra。 Eu já tinha lido （assim como qualquer pessoa que decide conhecer o mínimo de Proust em algum momento da vida） sobre o episódio do chá e da Madalena， mas confesso que ler o contexto do episódio o tornou ainda mais belo， quase que sagrado。 Além de fazer descrições como ninguém， Proust consegue tornar com sua narrativa episódios mundanos em eventos prosaicos e etéreos， de forma a não só dar a impressão de que seus personagens vivem um mundo de sonhos mas de nos convencer de que é esse o único jeito certo de olhar para o mundo。O primeiro volume desta obra （pelo menos na edição da editora Globo） é dividido em três partes: Combray， Um amor de Swann e Nomes de Terras: o nome。Na primeira parte somos apresentados ao herói do livro na sua tenra infância， uma criança que pode passar por mimada， frágil， sensível， carente e medrosa nas mais de 200 páginas desta seção。 Neste momento somos introduzidos à maior parte das técnicas proustianas de descrição contidas no livro， com um poder de viajar no tempo através da memória e dos sentidos。 Alguns personagens （como o Sr。 Swann） aparecem no livro e muitos rumores sobre este já são mostrados， sem nos dar muita explicação sobre quem é na realidade esse homem e principalmente por que sua mulher é tão mal vista pelos seus pares。 Na segunda parte， acompanhamos a narrativa da vida de Swann em Paris， um homem que vive um amor desesperador （que algumas vezes me fez sentir até um pouco sufocado！） por uma mulher chamada Odette。 Neste parte nos será explicado por que esta seria tão mal falada。 Talvez a parte mais “emocionante” do livro porque é a que mais coisas acontecem， mas sem desmerecer a beleza das outras duas。A terceira parte retorna para a narrativa do herói do livro e sua percepção do amor através do seu próprio olhar apaixonado e obcecado para com a família Swann。Mal posso esperar para ler o segundo volume ainda este ano！ 。。。more
Clara
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at a certain point i realized that the happiness i would feel bragging about having read in search of lost time would be outweighed by the sadness i would feel reading 4400 pages of this。 it's so pretty。 but it's so hard。 and the sentences are so long。 this part is nice， though:and even today， if in a large provincial town or a part of paris i do not know well， a passing stranger who has 'put me on the right path' shows me in the distance， as a reference point， some hospital belfry， some convent at a certain point i realized that the happiness i would feel bragging about having read in search of lost time would be outweighed by the sadness i would feel reading 4400 pages of this。 it's so pretty。 but it's so hard。 and the sentences are so long。 this part is nice， though:and even today， if in a large provincial town or a part of paris i do not know well， a passing stranger who has 'put me on the right path' shows me in the distance， as a reference point， some hospital belfry， some convent steeple lifting the peak of its ecclesiastical cap at the corner of a street i am supposed to take， if only my memory can obscurely find it in some small feature resembling the dear departed form [of his childhood church]， the stranger， if he turns around to makes sure i am not going astray， may， to his astonishment， see me， forgetting the walk i had begun or the necessary errand， remain there in front of the steeple for hours， motionless， trying to remember， feeling deep in myself lands recovered from oblivion draining and rebuilding themselves; and then no doubt， and more anxiously than a short time before when i asked him to direct me， i am still seeking my path， i am turning a corner 。 。 。 but 。 。 。 i am doing so in my heart 。 。 。god that was all one sentence。 no wonder i couldn't finish this。i think this book is about your past haunting you。 maybe i'll read it when i'm older and wiser。 。。。more
Olga
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3。5 ★3 momenty podobały mi się bardzo （scena otwierająca， słynna scena z magdalenką i wspomnieniami wychodzącymi z filiżanki， oraz scena z Leonią， która mogłaby uniknąć pożaru gdyby udało jej się na czas wstać）。 Natomiast reszta to jeden długi elaborat。
Muharrem Tümel
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Evet kabul ediyorum kitap yorucu。 Yaklaşık bir sayfayı geçen cümlelerin varlığı， betimlemelerde inilen derinlik， soluksuz tek başlık altında toplanmış 200 küsür sayfa vs。 Özellikle kitabın 1。 kısmı dikkat ve sabır istiyor fakat 2。 kısım çok daha akıcı Swannın Odette ye olan aşkı bir olay kurgusu ile anlatılıyor。 3。 kısım bir anda bitiyor zaten。 Kitap başından sonuna kronolojik olarak ilerlemiyor， Henri Bergson Proust'un favori filozoflarından。 Bergson'un kuramlarını （özellikle uzay ve zaman kura Evet kabul ediyorum kitap yorucu。 Yaklaşık bir sayfayı geçen cümlelerin varlığı， betimlemelerde inilen derinlik， soluksuz tek başlık altında toplanmış 200 küsür sayfa vs。 Özellikle kitabın 1。 kısmı dikkat ve sabır istiyor fakat 2。 kısım çok daha akıcı Swannın Odette ye olan aşkı bir olay kurgusu ile anlatılıyor。 3。 kısım bir anda bitiyor zaten。 Kitap başından sonuna kronolojik olarak ilerlemiyor， Henri Bergson Proust'un favori filozoflarından。 Bergson'un kuramlarını （özellikle uzay ve zaman kuramı） okumak Proust'u daha iyi anlamak adına önem kazandığını düşünüyorum。 Proust 'un edebiyatına， betimlemelerine değinmiyorum olağanüstü。 。。。more
That Introverted Bibliophilist
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one of the best books i’ve ever read。 read like a contemporary novel with the depth of a classic。 simply superb。
Reference
google book https://www.google.com/search?tbm=bks&q=Swann's Way
hathitrust digital library https://babel.hathitrust.org/cgi/ls?q1=Swann's Way&field1=ocr&a=srchls&ft=ft&lmt=ft
The British Library https://bll01.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/discovery/search?query=any,contains,Swann's Way&tab=LibraryCatalog&search_scope=Not_BL_Suppress&vid=44BL_INST:BLL01&lang=en&offset=0