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...Andre Gide-Random House...
...Houghton Mifflin ($3.50). Before the Nobel Prize Committee announced that no award for literature would be given this year, the magazine Books Abroad conducted a symposium to test the opinion of U. S. critics on likely candidates. Maxim Gorki received five votes, Theodore Dreiser three, Willa Cather, André Gide, Eugene O'Neill and Franz Werfel two, while a number of others, ranging from Havelock Ellis to Christopher Morley, received one apiece. If consistency of purpose, unremitting productivity, a distinguished career, were sole criteria, few critics could object to the choice of Havelock Ellis. Now almost...
...that it would be easier to list those he did not know than those he did. Member of no literary school, he was on friendly terms with such irreconcilables as the Sitwells, H. G. Wells, Shaw, Noel Coward, "Max" Beaverbrook, T. S. Eliot, Otto Kahn, Winston Churchill, Andre Gide, John Galsworthy, Lord Birkenhead, George Moore. He liked most people. Of an evening when Shaw was present he notes: "Shaw talked practically the whole time, which is the same thing as saying that he talked a damn sight too much...
...descriptions of the multitude of singular personalities that collected in the Paris of illusion and disillusion after the great war. There appear Erick Satle, that erratic genius of the piano, whose windows were so dirty "the sun never pierced their thick grey crust," and Paul Vallery, the poet, Andre Gide with his reserved, cruelly analytical "Nouvelle Revue Francaise," and Raymond Radeguet sitting every evening at the Boeuf surle Toit and drinking with-out moving his "stubborn eyelids." There is chirico, the Surrealist, and Maurice Rostand, who lived with his mother in haughty, respectable rooms looking...
...easy to find a publisher for The Remembrance of Things Past. Andre Gide, who later found in Proust "a lake of delights," was at first unimpressed. One publisher was annoyed at Proust's devoting 50 pages to "how he turns over & over in his bed before getting to sleep." Finally the first volume was published by Grasset at Proust's expense. Critics, except for a few, hardly knew what to say about it. could not make up their minds until the second volume won the Prix Goncourt. From that day on. Proust's reputation, like his ponderous book, slowly gathered...