Proust is often feared, rightly, but shame. The style of Proust is Proust. Enjoy the content of his work regretting its literary form, is not having (almost) understand anything - and make a good translation must be a real challenge. For example imperfect, as noted Flaubert, help make this book a novel of memory; so famous the length of his sentences, the uninterrupted flow of consciousness; etc. I would not advise anyone reading such a hurry, read Proust tasting more like at fast food ...