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Island by Aldous Huxley (1962)

Simon

‘What charming young people!’ (The protagonist of ‘Island’, cynical journalist Will Farnaby, commenting on the lovely young Palanese couple, Radhu and Ranga, page 98) ‘Underdeveloped countries… don’t have to follow your example. They’re still free to take the road we’ve taken – the road of applied...

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Reading, ignorance

Stephen Mitchelmore

The papacy, people say, counts in centuries, and perhaps never even thinks of counting, because its goal is eternity.1 It has been a pleasure every few months to buy the latest volume in the new translation of À la recherche du temps perdu. I've now read the third, by Peter Bush. The Oxford...

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Reading, forgetting

Stephen Mitchelmore

When John Updike read À la recherche du temps perdu after having read Scott-Moncrieff's translation, he was surprised to find Proust less Proustian, the epithet we associate with flowery prose blossoming over prodigious sentences proliferating clause within clause. While I cannot read French, this...

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On the Calculation of Volume 1 by Solvej Balle

Stephen Mitchelmore

The premise of this multi-volume novel is simple: a modern-day French woman called Tara finds herself stuck inside the eighteenth day of a November. The nineteenth never appears. On the 121st iteration of the same day she begins to write by describing the sounds made by her husband Thomas as he...

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