When I initially started reading the book, my first thoughts were of uncertainty. I deduced that the narrator was attempting to sleep but got drawn into a wormhole of memories, resulting in a sense of nostalgia coupled with anger over lost time (especially the loss of his mother’s goodnight kiss). However, this work may be […]
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After finishing “Combray,” my impression is that “I believe he didn’t write a book but rather his life.” I feel my emotions about this chapter are contradictory; I sense I can’t grasp the endpoint, yet I am drawn to this descriptive style. Most novels usually have a central theme as an unspoken agreement. However, this […]
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