Swann's Way: In Search of Lost Time, Vol. 1 (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition) [Paperback] Proust, Marcel; Davis, Lydia and Prendergast, Christopher Penguin Classics
Swann's Way: In Search of Lost Time, Vol. 1 (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition) [Paperback] Proust, Marcel; Davis, Lydia and Prendergast, Christopher Penguin Classics
Swann's Way: In Search of Lost Time, Vol. 1 (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition) [Paperback] Proust, Marcel; Davis, Lydia and Prendergast, Christopher Penguin Classics
Swann's Way: In Search of Lost Time, Vol. 1 (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition) [Paperback] Proust, Marcel; Davis, Lydia and Prendergast, Christopher Penguin Classics
Swann's Way: In Search of Lost Time, Vol. 1 (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition) [Paperback] Proust, Marcel; Davis, Lydia and Prendergast, Christopher Penguin Classics
Swann's Way: In Search of Lost Time, Vol. 1 (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition) [Paperback] Proust, Marcel; Davis, Lydia and Prendergast, Christopher Penguin Classics
Swann's Way: In Search of Lost Time, Vol. 1 (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition) [Paperback] Proust, Marcel; Davis, Lydia and Prendergast, Christopher Penguin Classics
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Product Description 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 Classics 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. About the Author Marcel Proust (1871­–1922) was born in Auteuil, France. In his twenties, following a year in the army, he became a conspicuous society figure, frequenting the most fashionable Paris salons of the day. After 1899, however, his chronic asthma, the death of his parents, and his growing disillusionment with humanity caused him to lead an increasingly retired life. From 1907 on, he rarely emerged from a cork-lined room in his apartment on boulevard Haussmann. There he insulated himself against the distractions of city life and the effects of trees and flowers—though he loved them, they brought on his attacks of asthma. He slept by day and worked by night, writing letters and devoting himself to the completion of In Search of Lost Time.  Lydia Davis, a 2003 MacArthur Fellow, is the author of a novel, The End of the Story, and three volumes of short fiction, the latest of which is Samuel Johnson Is Indignant. She is also the translator of numerous works by Maurice Blanchot, Michel Leiris, Pierre Jean Jouve, and many others and was recently named a Chevalier of the Order of Arts and Letters by the French government. Her essay on close translation of Proust appeared in the April 2004 issue of the Yale Review.Christopher Prendergast (series editor) is a professor emeritus of French literature at the University of Cambridge and a Fellow of King’s College.  Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Swann's Way Part 1 Combray For a long time, I went to bed early. Sometimes, my candle scarcely out, my eyes would close so quickly that I did not have time to say to myself: “I’m falling asleep.” And, half an hour later, the thought that it was time to try to sleep would wake me; I wanted to put down the book I thought I still had in my hands and blow out my light; I had not ceased while sleeping to form reflec-tions on what I had just read, but these reflections had taken a rather peculiar turn; it seemed to me that I myself was what the book was talking about: a church, a quartet, the rivalry between François I and Charles V. This belief lived on for a few seconds after my waking; it did not shock my reason but lay heavy like scales on my eyes and kept them from realizing that the candlestick was no longer lit. Then it began to grow unintelligible to me, as after metempsychosis do the thoughts of an earlier existence; the subject of the book detached itself from me, I was free to apply myself to it or not; immediately I recovered my sight and I was amazed to find a darkness around me soft and restful for my eyes, but perhaps even more so for my mind, to which it appeared a thing without cause, incomprehensible, a thing truly dark. I would ask myself what time it might be; I could hear the whistling of the trains which, remote or nearby, like the singing of a bird in a forest, plotting the distances, described to me the extent of the deserted countryside where the traveler hastens toward the nearest station; and the little road he is following will be engraved on his memory by the excitement he owes to new places, to unaccustomed ctivities, to the recent conversation and the farewells under the unfamiliar lamp that follow him still through the silence of the night, to the imminent sweetness of his return. I would rest my cheeks tenderly against the lovely cheeks of the pillow, which, full and fresh, are like the cheeks of our childhood. I would strike a match to look at my watch. Nearly midnight. This is the hour when

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