Bell. the most world-centered of all the Bloomsbury Group, offers us in just a few pages (89) a thoroughly enjoyable and readable critique of Proust's life and work, readable with, for me, the exceptions of long quotations from Proust delivered in the original French and without translations. He begins his reading of Proust in a fit of jealousy, ends with a rather tempered appreciation, and in the journey between helps the reader find new depths of insight into a great work of art. An especially welcomed section on pages 55-57 gives me the best explanation of Bell's artistic ideal "significant form" as any I have yet read. So to, to wet my appetite for the philosophical, are a few great quotations to think over, including his statement, "Time overflows punctuation." Think about it...