Perspective

Once an aging actress told [Abbé] Mugnier, “When I pass in front of my mirror, I cry out, ‘How beautiful I am!’ Is that a sin?” “No,” murmured the abbé, “It’s only an error.” –From…

Memory is a Mysterious Thing

When  I was reading Proust And about 200 pages into Swann’s Way I suddenly remembered  a friend Who had told me about his friend Whose father was the CEO of a major transnational corporation & Whose…

The Gospel according to Marcel

Neeta and I were happily shopping for books in Left Bank Books this afternoon, and she ended up with Roberto Bolaño’s The Savage Detectives and I  left with Days of Reading by Proust. As for the inner book of…

Elstir’s Point of View

Lubna, If you lived here (or I there), we could have a bi-weekly Proust Reading Club! The following passage is from Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove: It was along this train of thought, meditated in silence…