Between The Daylight Gambler And The Player

In France Everything Is A Matter For Jest. People Make Quips About The Scaffold, About Napoleon's Defeat On The Banks Of The Beresina, And About The Barricades Of Our Revolutions. So, At The Assizes Of The Last Judgment, There Will Always Be A Frenchmen To Crack A Joke.

Are Not Our Noblest Feelings As It Were The Poems Of Our Will.

Genuine Sorrows Are Very Tranquil In Appearance In The Deep Bed They Have Dug For Themselves. But, Seeming To Slumber, They Corrode The Soul Like That Frightful Acid Which Penetrates Crystal.

Physically, A Man Is A Man For A Much Longer Time Than A Woman Is A Woman.

Suicide, Moreover, Was At The Time In Vogue In Paris: What More Suitable Key To The Mystery Of Life For A Skeptical Society?