Status Updates From Swann's Way

The coachman came back, but at the moment he stopped in front of Swann, Swann did not say to him: "Did you find the lady?" but: "Remind me, tomorrow, to order more wood; I think our supply must be almost exhausted." [...] and would have gone on talking to him about supplies of wood in order to hide the emotion he felt and allow himself time to separate from his uneasiness and give himself up to his happiness. -- M.P.

Objectification + Possession = Love

Swann left for Prevost's, but at every step of the way his carriage was stopped by other carriages or by people crossing the street, loathsome obstacles that he would gladly have knocked down if the policeman and his report would not have delayed him even more than the passage of a pedestrian. -- M.P.

tedious, though I'm starting to skim through the more excruciating sections. I suppose if one absolutely loves prose, (I do, but I also need some thing to happen to hold my interest).

Finally made it to Swann in Love!

I love the child’s perspective and descriptions of Combray in the second section. I’m a little sad to see things switching over to Swan’s affair.

I have so many thoughts and feelings about the ending of this section and Proust’s beautiful prose. I’ll come back to it later!