The little white attic

Yesterday, coincidentally on the anniversary of Dickens’s death (9/6), I was finishing Dombey and Son . That took a while! But now I have fi...

I can’t be the only person thinking of Proust whilst reading Spring Snow .  ““I can’t tell you why,” she answered, deftly dropping ink into ...

Yesterday I was talking to a friend, and he told me that his brother had been rereading Proust.  “He said there's something missing in P...

In Part 2 of Within a Budding Grove , the narrator goes to Balbec. Here he forms a friendship with Robert de Saint-Loup, comes across his Je...

Before I picked up Proust, one of my preconceptions or expectations was that he would enter his characters’ heads and inhabit their minds.  ...

I wonder if any reader never gets tired, frustrated, or annoyed reading Proust. There must be an ideal reader out there, savouring every pag...

It’s fascinating to see how Proust describes facial expressions: “… M. de Norpois, while anything was being expounded to him, would preserve...

The narrator’s first meeting with his childhood hero and favourite writer Bergotte must be one of the most interesting sequences in Within a...

I love the metaphors in Proust. Look at this passage in Within a Budding Grove , when the narrator writes about Professor Cottard:  “… we mu...

Whilst rereading War and Peace , I thought of a passage in Proust’s Swann’s Way about reading, so I want to share it:  “... Next to this cen...

I’ve been reading Light in August . Faulkner is very, very different from Proust. People (or rather Proust fans) often say that after Proust...

I have complaints. Before we get to that, it must be said that I do think Proust is a great writer, which you can see in my previous 5 blog ...

There are, you probably noticed, different modes in Proust. According to the New Yorker :  “There are at least six Marcel Prousts to study, ...