Honoré de Balzac

Honoré de Balzac

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Portrait of Honoré de Balzac Honoré de Balzac Ursule Mirouët — Part I, Section 3 (1842)

Under his hair, less white than faded, waving back over his head, he had a shrewd forehead whose yellow color harmonized with the threads of his scanty hair. His puckered face gave him all the more resemblance to a fox as his nose was short and pointed. Out of his wide mouth, like that of great talkers, he spurted white sparks which made his conversation so showery, that Goupil wickedly said: “One wants an umbrella to listen to him,” or else: “Judgments à la justice de paix are raining.” Behind his spectacles his eyes looked sharp; but, if he took them off, his dulled glance seemed simple.
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Portrait of Honoré de Balzac Honoré de Balzac Ursule Mirouët — Part I, Section 3 (1842)

Another man to whom life was known, and who to the habit of business owed that forbearance, that knowledge, that mass of observation, that shrewdness, and that talent for conversation which the soldier, the doctor and the curé owed to experience of souls, sick people and a profession—the justice of the peace sniffed the pleasures of these evenings and sought the doctor’s society. Before becoming justice of the peace at Nemours, Monsieur Bongrand had been solicitor for ten years at Melun, where he pleaded himself, according to the custom of towns where there is no bar.
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Portrait of Honoré de Balzac Honoré de Balzac Ursule Mirouët — Part I, Section 3 (1842)

Everyone can now understand what a fright the heirs were in at seeing their uncle going to mass. Everyone is intelligent enough to imagine any injury to self-interest. Interest constitutes the peasant’s mind as it does that of the diplomatist, and, on this footing, the simplest outwardly may perhaps be the strongest. And so this terrible argument: “If little Ursule has the power to thrust her protector into the lap of the Church, she would certainly be able to make him give her the inheritance,” flashed in letters of fire across the mind of the most obtuse of the heirs.
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