Mademoiselle Albertine has gone! (Audiobook - Proust)
Proust Audiobook - In Search of Lost Time - Remembrance of Things Past
39 CDs - Total playing time: 50:11:06
Audiobook : Marcel Proust - Remembrance of Things Past - Neville Jason, NAXOS
Extract :
Proust : Mademoiselle Albertine has gone!
Neville Jason performing from Naxos Audiobooks production of "In Search of Lost Time."
Text :
"Remembrance of Things Past" (In Search of Lost Time),
translated by C. K. Scott Moncrieff (1889-1930)
The Sweet Cheat Gone
CHAPTER ONE GRIEF AND OBLIVION
“Mademoiselle Albertine has gone!” How much farther does anguish penetrate in psychology than psychology itself! A moment ago, as I lay analysing my feelings, I had supposed that this separation without a final meeting was precisely what I wished, and, as I compared the mediocrity of the pleasures that Albertine afforded me with the richness of the desires which she prevented me from realising, had felt that I was being subtle, had concluded that I did not wish to see her again, that I no longer loved her. But now these words: “Mademoiselle Albertine has gone!” had expressed themselves in my heart in the form of an anguish so keen that I would not be able to endure it for any length of time. And so what I had supposed to mean nothing to me was the only thing in my whole life. How ignorant we are of ourselves.
French text :
MARCEL PROUST - A LA RECHERCHE DU TEMPS PERDU
ALBERTINE DISPARUE
Le chagrin et l’oubli
Mademoiselle Albertine est partie ! Comme la souffrance va plus loin en psychologie que la psychologie ! Il y a un instant, en train de m’analyser, j’avais cru que cette séparation sans s’être revus était justement ce que je désirais, et comparant la médiocrité des plaisirs que me donnait Albertine à la richesse des désirs qu’elle me privait de réaliser, je m’étais trouvé subtil, j’avais conclu que je ne voulais plus la voir, que je ne l’aimais plus. Mais ces mots : « Mademoiselle Albertine est partie » venaient de produire dans mon cœur une souffrance telle que je ne pourrais pas y résister plus longtemps. Ainsi ce que j’avais cru n’être rien pour moi, c’était tout simplement toute ma vie. Comme on s’ignore !
