As he spoke then, M. de Charlus, with the noble guise of a Saint-Vallier or a Saint-Megrin, was upright, stiff and solemn, his voice was serious, and for a brief moment he displayed none of the mannerisms by which men of his sort reveal themselves. And yet, why is it that none of them can ever have a voice that sounds absolutely right? Even at this moment, when it was approaching its most serious, his still sounded slightly wrong, as if it needed tuning.
Marcel Proust, Finding Time Again, translated by Ian Patterson, p. 109.
Marcel, did you ever stop and really think about what an oaf the Duc de Guermantes sounds like when HE talks?!
The state needs Charlus to be straight and manly to support the war effort, gross.
Bryan Lowder, has always been, unfortunately, one of my spiritual twins, and here he is with a cute lil video on stereotypes about gay male speech.
