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    The Guermantes Way
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    The Guermantes Way

    By Marcel Proust

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    In the third volume of the celebrated novel, a writer comes into his own and learns the way of the world in Paris.
     
    Continuing the nameless narrator’s voyage through his memories after Within a Budding Grove, The Guermantes Way finds him and his family entering Parisian high society. They have moved into a stately old town house owned by the Duke and Duchess de Guermantes in the Fauborg Saint-Germain district of Paris. Daily sightings of the duchess do nothing but fan the flames of the narrator’s infatuation with her. So, of course, he falls in love once more. He also continues his journey as a writer, visiting aristocratic and literary salons where, beneath a thin veneer of manners, a battle for political, sexual, and social supremacy rages on . . .
     
    Originally published in two volumes in 1920 and 1921, The Guermantes Way explores the customs of Parisian society in Belle Époque France.
     
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    “Whatever your preference, Proust is a pleasure no serious reader should miss.” —Kirkus Reviews
     
    “Reading Proust . . . it’s a whole world not just a book. Everyone wants to live more than one life and Proust is like ‘here’s another one you can live.’” —Francine Prose, New York Times–bestselling author of Mister Monkey
     
    “I can think of only one other writer capable of such breadth and humanity: Shakespeare.” —André Aciman, New York Times–bestselling author of Find Me
     
    “When I want to restore my faith in literature, I read Proust. . . . Reading Proust is like watching a galaxy being put together, one particle at a time.” —Aleksandar Hemon, author of The Making of Zombie Wars
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherOpen Road Media
    Release dateJan 5, 2021
    ISBN9781504065474
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    Marcel Proust

    Marcel Proust (1871-1922) was a French novelist. Born in Auteuil, France at the beginning of the Third Republic, he was raised by Adrien Proust, a successful epidemiologist, and Jeanne Clémence, an educated woman from a wealthy Jewish Alsatian family. At nine, Proust suffered his first asthma attack and was sent to the village of Illiers, where much of his work is based. He experienced poor health throughout his time as a pupil at the Lycée Condorcet and then as a member of the French army in Orléans. Living in Paris, Proust managed to make connections with prominent social and literary circles that would enrich his writing as well as help him find publication later in life. In 1896, with the help of acclaimed poet and novelist Anatole France, Proust published his debut book Les plaisirs et les jours, a collection of prose poems and novellas. As his health deteriorated, Proust confined himself to his bedroom at his parents’ apartment, where he slept during the day and worked all night on his magnum opus In Search of Lost Time, a seven-part novel published between 1913 and 1927. Beginning with Swann’s Way (1913) and ending with Time Regained (1927), In Search of Lost Time is a semi-autobiographical work of fiction in which Proust explores the nature of memory, the decline of the French aristocracy, and aspects of his personal identity, including his homosexuality. Considered a masterpiece of Modernist literature, Proust’s novel has inspired and mystified generations of readers, including Virginia Woolf, Vladimir Nabokov, Graham Greene, and Somerset Maugham.

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    • 3/5
      As Proust's narrator grows up his narrative becomes drier and less whimsical. There is a larger focus on French society and the titles within it. We move beyond intimate portraits of individuals, but Proust is careful to let his narrator grow through the people he meets and the obsessions he develops. TI was struck by the genius of lines well delivered. For example, "Perhaps another winter would level her with the dust" (p 275). In the end I found myself asking, how do you cope with a love that is held only by the games one plays? Is this a form of emotional hostage-taking? What will become of one so enamored with another?
    • 3/5
      Vooral de aristocratische salonscenes staan centraal in dit deel. Tekening van het hypocriete milieu rond mme de Guermantes. Taaie brok door de gedetailleerde beschrijving. Maar andermaal prachtige passages, zoals de doodsstrijd van Bergotte.
    • 5/5
      In this volume Proust shifts topics and mounts an analysis of our pursuit of status. His narrator climbs through the higher levels of the social hierarchy and finds himself in conflict between the natural pull of the aristocracy and its self-absorbed, vain, pedestrian core. Powerful and brilliant, as the previous two volumes, though perhaps slightly less engaging at the start.
    • 4/5
      After finishing The Guermantes Way, the third volume in Marcel Proust's "In Search of Lost Time," my opinion of the author hasn't changed. He's clearly brilliant and has interesting things to say, but boy, I really wish he would get on with it sometimes. This third installment brings our narrator to yet another obsession with a woman for no apparent reason.... he becomes more creeptastic with each novel. The more interesting segments of the novel deal with high society and the narrator's disappointment upon finding that the circle he longs to be in is filled with snobs. Proust's prose is beautiful and challenging... enough that I need a bit of a break before heading onto then next book in the series.
    • 4/5
      I'm gradually working my way through Proust's 7 volume series, In Search of Lost Time. This book, The Guermantes Way, is volume 3 of 7.In part one of this volume, our hero and his family move into the Guermantes Hotel. He becomes enchanted with the Duchess de Guermantes and begins to dream about what her life is like. He starts to plan his day so that he 'accidentally' bumps into her. She realizes what he is doing and despises him. He pays a lengthy visit to Saint-Loup and gets to know SL's friends, and his mistress. He makes his first ever telephone call. In part two, his beloved grandmother falls ill and dies. Albertine re-enters his life, and he tries to embark on a romance with a mystery woman. He has an interesting encounter with de Charlus again. By the end of the book, he finds himself finally accepted into the high society of the Guermantes family - and it is much more ordinary than he expected it would be.Proust continues to delve into human minds and behavior. There's a lot of hypocrisy in these books...people who act one way when they are really feeling differently. The narrator exposes them wonderfully.As usual, Proust's prose is beautiful. And relaxing. I find myself being lulled to dreamland by his words. I keep mentioning what an EASY read these books are! If you are intrigued by Proust but have been too intimidated to start - just TRY the first one, Swann's Way. You might be surprised.
    • 5/5
      A lot about the Dreyfus affair- Judaism. A lot about obsession and then the let down once one finds out the person is not as you imagined. His grandmother died. That was painful- she also became different than she had always appeared to be. I can't wait for more!
    • 4/5
      The third part of the Search for Lost time, and also the longest, I didn't enjoy this as much as the first two. It perhaps lacks some of the excitement that the first two have in their storyline, and when this is combined with certain scenes that seem to go on for ever, it is just a bit harder to get into. What can still be appreciated though is the humour, and the same quality of writing as the first two, but I think many readers will find some sections of this book boring. However, in a work four thousand pages long, it would be surprising if a uniform and outstanding quality were to be maintained throughout, I am just hoping that the remaining volumes return to brilliance.
    • 3/5
      Finishing The Guermantes Way marks the halfway point in Marcel Proust's In Search of Lost Time, a journey I began about a year ago. For this reader anyway, Proust is best read in small doses of 10-20 pages, so the flowery but dense prose can be understood, digested, and appreciated. And yet, this volume challenged me in the "appreciation" department. I enjoyed the first part of the book, where Marcel visits his friend Robert de Saint Loup at his military barracks, and spends time with Robert and his rather colorful mistress. There were also some very moving scenes involving Marcel and his grandmother. However, a central theme of this book revolves around the social hierarchy and various forms of snobbery, as demonstrated in an afternoon at a salon (described in 100 pages of detail), and a dinner party (200 pages!). It took everything I had to soldier on to the end, where there was a payoff that piqued my interest in the next volume. But I need to take a nice, long break so I can approach it with fresh enthusiasm.
    • 4/5
      My least favourite volume so far, which is not to distract from how good some of it is. The writing at its finest moments is breathtaking (it would give things away to mention what they are), but I did lose some interest during the most drawn out dinner parties. The book is very cynical about the society it studies, but is doubtless justified in being so. I assume that the journey from worship to scorn of high society mirrors Proust's own - and he makes a thoroughly convincing case.
    • 4/5
      "We are attracted by any life which represents for us something unknown and strange, by a last illusion still unshattered."On the last day of the year, I finished The Guermantes Way, the third volume of Marcel Proust's magnum opus, In Search of Lost Time. At the beginning of the book, nothing much has changed. Our protagonist is a bit older but still the sensitive and self-obsessed youth that we came to know in Swann's Way and In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower. He has eschewed the intellectual life, and is attempting to ingratiate himself with the aristocratic Guermantes family. The text is peppered with sharp insights attributed to the narrator but seemingly outside his scope of emotional or intellectual insight. Or perhaps the narrator has far keener powers of perception when it comes to others than he does with himself. Some favorites:"The alleged 'sensitivity' of neurotic people is matched by their egotism; they cannot abide the flaunting by others of the sufferings to which they pay an ever-increasing attention in themselves."His impressions of the social pecking order at the theatre:"For the folding seats on its shore and the forms of the monsters in the stalls were mirrored in those eyes in simple obedience to the laws of optics and according to their angle of incidence, as happens with those two sections of external reality to which, knowing that they do not possess any soul, however rudimentary, that can be considered analogous to our own, we should think ourselves insane to address a smile or a glance: namely, minerals and people to whom we have not been introduced."And a foreshadowing of what he is to learn of the aristocracy whose company he craves:"I realised that it is not only the physical world that differs from the aspect in which we see it; that all reality is perhaps equally dissimilar from what we believe ourselves to be directly perceiving and which we compose with the aid of ideas that do not reveal themselves but are none the less efficacious."The beginning of the book is a trifle frustrating as the reader is delivered much more of the same from the first two volumes. But then, the curtain, both figurative and literal in some cases, is lifted and we see where Proust is to take us next. The aristocracy is exposed as an illusion, that something strange and unknown that may be craved until its true nature is revealed. The social elite have become in many instances financially destitute as well as morally suspect and intellectually pedestrian. The story of the day, the Dreyfus affair, becomes an instrument with which they may exclude their Jewish friends from their inner circle.As Marcel becomes more and more disillusioned with the life he has chosen for himself, the hand of the writer shows through the text revealing a Proustian belief that great art is created in isolation. Social climbing amidst a vacant and decaying aristocratic set can yield nothing but a time drain whose reversal could yield a creative product of great worth.There is much to love here. The nearly 100 page long description of one afternoon in the salon of Mme. de Villeparisis is masterful, written as if in real time with all the subtle machinations one expects from Proust. The language as always is entrancing, languorous and lovely. And just at the end, just as one begins to wonder if more of this same loveliness will be required, all of this disillusionment and social strife comes to a head in the story of M. Swann again, and one yearns to see the new direction in which this story might turn. So I will read on. Perhaps the last three volumes in 2010.
    • 3/5
      Proust’s writing is like a rich dessert; I really enjoy it but I can only have a little at a time. The imagery and language is really engaging but it’s so deep and layered that I really need to slow down and decompose what I’m reading. During the socialite scenes, I spend a lot of time trying to mentally build the genealogical charts of all the guests which is a challenging exercise. I have the next volume in hand but I think I’m going to let this one settle a bit and maybe add more Proust to my list for end of 2017.
    • 3/5
      2.5* for the book, 3* for the Neville Jason narration of the audiobook editionProust is too long-winded for my tastes hence my lowish rating. When I finish reading/listening a bit, I would paraphrase what had happened during that section & the plot, such as it is, was interesting to me but it was like panning for gold to get to it. Neville Jason did a fine job with the narration - it isn't his fault that the book kept sending me to sleep!
    • 5/5
      Much of GW is about snobs being snobs, denying that they're snobs, and the fact that their lives are often much better for their beings snobs: they have better clothes, better food, better taste in art and much, much better conversation than the benighted bourgeois boobies. This is fitting, because this volume of Proust is really for Proust snobs only, the type of person who relishes 800 page books which mostly describe nothing much other than a couple of parties (see also: Marias' 'Your Face Tomorrow' trilogy). Is this exciting? For the vast majority of people, no. But for we snobs (who will always deny our snobbery, which is how you know we really are snobs), this is the very pith of life. It's funnier, and more intricate and more moving than the preceding volumes. It's also irritatingly long-winded, sometimes poorly organized, and often utterly baffling.

      I sum up 'The Guermantes Way' this way: at one point Proust's narrator suggests that society would "become secretly more hierarchical as it became outwardly more democratic." Shortly afterwards he launches into a long song and dance about how the Duchess de Guermantes performs in public, saying things that are contrary to conventional wisdom almost purely for the purpose of increasing her own notoriety. This kind of double-edged humor reaches its height in the closing pages, which are simultaneously the funniest and must disturbing I've ever read- but look almost completely innocuous at first blush.

      This volume is also notable because Proust makes it clear that, for all his perspectivalism when it comes to truth, he believes that a genuine, authentic understanding of each other is possible, because "sometimes in this life, under the stress of an exceptional emotion, people do say what they think."
    • 5/5
      Proust is one writer I feel like I can relax when I read him. Hoping to read the next volume soon this year, need a little break though.

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    The Guermantes Way - Marcel Proust

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