Status Updates From In the Shadow of Girls in B...

We’re at the beach hotel in Balbec where the narrator is noticing and categorizing, in splendiferous fashion, all the other guests. It’s great.

It’s just very good. Proust nails the infinitely variable yet precise fluctuations of relationships and inner states brought forward by other people. You read the text and are adrift in a field of perceptions that you will read nowhere else but seem indisputably true.