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> _“#Proust […] is a sort of improbable Belle Époque Tolkien, the maker of a world with passports and maps and secret codes, to which many seek entry. […] The most musical pages of writing that exist in any language are those in the section of ‘Swann's Way’ called ‘Place-Names: The Name’, devoted to the romance of the adolescent Marcel and Gilberte, the daughter of Swann and Odette.”_
https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2021/05/10/what-we-find-when-we-get-lost-in-proust
I actually don't get the hyperbole about “the most musical pages […] in any language” (!). I've read “Swann's Way” and the prose is beautiful, but not _that_ beautiful.