Who is Marcel Proust?

  • (noun): French novelist (1871-1922).
    Synonyms: Proust

Marcel Proust

Valentin Louis Georges Eugène Marcel Proust (; 10 July 1871 – 18 November 1922) was a French novelist, critic, and essayist best known for his monumental À la recherche du temps perdu (In Search of Lost Time; earlier translated as Remembrance of Things Past). It was published in seven parts between 1913 and 1927.

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Proust Questionnaire
... The Proust Questionnaire is a questionnaire about one's personality ... owed to the responses given by the French writer Marcel Proust ... At the end of the nineteenth century, when Proust was still in his teens, he answered a questionnaire in an English-language confession album belonging to his friend Antoinette, daughter of future ...
George D. Painter - Bibliography
... London Secker Warburg (translation) 1956 Marcel Proust Letters to his Mother (translation) London Rider 1959 Marcel Proust a biography ... London Chatto Windus ISBN 1965 ... Marcel Proust a biography ...
Music Without Sound - Discursive Music
... Marcel Proust The Sonate de Vinteuil (or Vinteuil Sonata) is an imaginary violin and piano sonata by fictitious composer Vinteuil recurring several times in Marcel Proust's A La ... The French composer Reynaldo Hahn noticed how much Marcel Proust "vivait la musique de son temps" (experienced contemporary music) ... For example, Proust immediately praised and enjoyed Debussy's 1902 Pelleas et Melisande opera ...
Reynaldo Hahn - Further Reading
... Marcel Proust, Lettres à Reynaldo Hahn, Paris 1956 D ... All’ombra delle fanciulle in fiore la musica in Francia nell’età di Proust, Monfalcone 1987, 59-75 D ... Bulletin Marcel Proust, 1993, no 43, p ...

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