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Within a Budding Grove (In Search of Lost Time, #2)

Marcel Proust,

C.K. Scott Moncrieff (Translator)

Start date: February 25, 2013

Finish date: April 28, 2013

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Nov 22, 2008 Manny rated it it was amazing · review of another edition

Shelves: linguistics-and-philosophy, french, fun-with-lara, life-is-proust, what-i-do-for-a-living, too-sexy-for-maiden-aunts

[Original review of print edition]

There's a lot of stuff in Volume 2 of A la recherche du temps perdu, and people see different things in it. To me, though, the unifying theme is a continuation of Proust's analysis of how romantic relationships work, which he started in Un Amour de Swann. There, he examined one particular kind of relationship. Swann spends a fair amount of time with Odette, who is very nice to him and keeps saying how she wishes she could see him more often. Without realizing it ...more

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Mar 23, 2013 Darwin8u rated it really liked it · review of another edition

“Our desires cut across one another, and in this confused existence it is rare for happiness to coincide with the desire that clamoured for it.”
― Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove

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Marie Laurencin, 'Les jeunes filles'

My first recommendation when reading Proust is the reader MUST make sure they have a reliable bookmark, because when (not if, but when) you lose your place your faulty memory will not be able to remember exactly where you just were. One young nubile girl starts to blend into anot ...more

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Dec 21, 2012 Karen· rated it it was amazing · review of another edition

Shelves: mttbr-2013, 2013-year-of-reading-proust

WHY?

Or: The Brain on Proust

There’s a group of 7 ladies I’ve known for quite some time. We meet regularly for afternoon tea, going round turn and turn about, although Barbara has now been excused from hosting in deference to her great seniority and some health issues that come along with the seniority. We have nothing in common except that we are all English native speakers, living here in Germany, and all of us married at one time or another to German husbands. So it’s only the language that con ...more

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Mar 09, 2013 Brian rated it it was amazing

Upon checking into a hotel in Venice in the summer of 2006, the man behind the reception desk raised his eyes in surprise when he saw the length of our stay. “Four nights,” he commented. “Lovely. We rarely see people stay for more than a couple of nights. Most only stay for one.”

Neither my wife nor I had ever been to Venice prior to this trip, and like any other person vaguely familiar with the city, we had a rich imagination of the charms we would behold: the canal streets, stripe-shirted gond Upon checking into a hotel in Venice in the summer of 2006, the man behind the reception desk raised his eyes in surprise when he saw the length of our stay. “Four nights,” he commented. “Lovely. We rarely see people stay for more than a couple of nights. Most only stay for one.”

Neither my wife nor I had ever been to Venice prior to this trip, and like any other person vaguely familiar with the city, we had a rich imagination of the charms we would behold: the canal streets, stripe-shirted gondoliers, Piazza San Marco. On our first day we visited the famous spots, took great pictures, drank some delicious wine while watching tourists feed the pigeons in the Piazza. It wasn’t until the second and third day that we learned a deeper truth of the City…

In “Swann’s Way”, Proust’s narrator takes the reader through the byzantine world of memory. In “Within a Budding Grove”, our narrator shows both the power and limitations of imagination. “We must have imagination, awakened by the uncertainty of being able to attain our object, to create a goal which hides our other goal from us, and by substituting for sensual pleasures the idea of penetrating into a life prevents us from recognizing that pleasure, from tasting its true savor, from restricting it to its own range.”

Proust’s protagonist pours his imagination into many things through these episodes of his adolescence. It is the band of young girls by the French seaside that awakens his full power of imagination, invoking a range of emotive responses to the possible – and ultimately a fear of what will become once that imagined barrier is crossed. “But to strip our pleasures of imagination is to reduce them to their own dimensions, that is to say to nothing.”

When traveling, my wife and I much prefer the peripatetic experience to the caged mass of humanity in a torturous tour bus. It was on the second day of our Venice visit, following an hour’s leisurely walk wandering around the side streets of the island when we happened to mis-time our walk and came upon the Piazza just as a giant load of tourists were disgorged from a cruise ship. The lines for gondoliers went from non-existent to twenty people deep, all of the notable guidebook “must sees” were packed – the whole island felt as if it had just inhaled a huge breath of humanity; at the end of the day, it exhaled them out back to their cruise ship. That night the vibe and energy of the island was one of relief.

The following day we stopped in a small shop that sold beautiful murano glass creations. The store was empty, the proprietor shocked to see us. “Has the cruise ship landed already?” he asked in surprise. We told him that we were staying at the hotel on the island, not here on a cruise ship. “Why would you do that?” he asked incredulously. It was then that we learned so much about the real Venice.

The proprietor told us that he was a descendant of a long line of native Venetians. He lamented that he would be the last of his family name to live on the island – all of his children had moved to the mainland, bored of the complete lack of, well, anything to do that didn’t entail the catering to tourists. He said that his plight wasn’t unique; other multi-generational families were suffering the same end-of-line fate.

Venice, in reality, had become an adult tourist version of Disneyland. The reality of this place had been molded to my (and countless scores of others’) imagination of what Venice should be. By making the imagined the real, we had killed the soul of the city and turned it into a canalled museum. Thus the "harmonious cohesion" sought by Proust’s narrator between the imagination (whether it be in memory or forethought) and the reality.

Towards the end of the novel, Proust refers to the arbitrary simplicity of our memory. That bridge between the recalled, or the imagined, to the reality must be short and well constructed - or we will destroy it and build it anew. “It would require so immense an effort to reconstruct everything that has been imparted to us by things other than ourselves – were it only the taste of a fruit – that no sooner the impression received that we begin imperceptibly to descend the slope of memory and, without noticing anything, in a very short time, we have come a long way from what we actually felt.” Does Proust's narrator try to mold the actuality of the object of desire to the imagined? Do I? Of course I do.

Faced with the choice between changing one's mind and proving there is no need to do so, almost everyone gets busy on the proof. - John Kenneth Galbraith

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Feb 22, 2009 Bram rated it it was amazing · review of another edition

Shelves: 2009, proustophilia

"For a pleasure divested of imagination is a pleasure reduced to itself, to nothing." (p. 377)

À la recherche du temps perdu is a fluid cross-country drive through sunrise skies of ever-blossoming oranges, pinks, and violets, sidekicked with a road mix designed by a more perspicacious iTunes Genius® sidebar. After I finish the whole shebang, to staunch the inevitable sense of loss that will come, I may just continue to read this pacific novel on loop, in fits and in starts, in silence and in savo ...more

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Mar 02, 2013 Marieke rated it it was amazing

Shelves: audiobooks, 2013, fiction, french-lit, proustiana

Patience is a virtue. I've fallen behind the Proust 2013 schedule, but I will not rush this. I'm doing a combination audio and paper reading of this and enjoying it immensely. I'm pretty sure i will be rereading all the volumes repeatedly...ISOLT might be my desert island book. ...more

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Dec 06, 2012 Cynthia rated it really liked it

Shelves: books-read-in-2012

I loved this as I did the first book but the self absorbtion wore a little thin...on the other hand that obsession is exactly what makes Proust so fascinating.

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Sep 05, 2010 Mhgoblue rated it it was amazing · review of another edition

Slowly but surely, these books are changing the way I experience my life. I can tell it’s happening: small adjustments and refinements in the way I think about things that I wouldn’t have made six months ago, before I started reading them. Proust explains so many things I always knew, on some level, but never recognized or was able to put into words. So many times, I’ve read a paragraph and said to myself, “I knew that! I’ve thought that!” on some unconscious, nonverbal level (though I’m sure Pr ...more

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