Honoré de Balzac

Honoré de Balzac

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Portrait of Honoré de Balzac Honoré de Balzac Z. Marcas

What he lived by was the breath of ambition; he dreamed of revenge while blaming himself for yielding to so shallow a feeling. The true statesman ought, above all things, to be superior to vulgar passions; like the man of science. It was in these days of dire necessity that Marcas seemed to us so great—nay, so terrible; there was something awful in the gaze which saw another world than that which strikes the eye of ordinary men.
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Portrait of Honoré de Balzac Honoré de Balzac Z. Marcas

Juste, seeing that I was speechless, asked Marcas jestingly:
“You cultivate literature, monsieur?”
“Far from it!” replied Marcas. “I should not be so wealthy.”
“I fancied,” said I, “that poetry alone, in these days, was amply sufficient to provide a man with lodgings as bad as ours.”
My remark made Marcas smile, and the smile gave a charm to his yellow face.
“Ambition is not a less severe taskmaster to those who fail,” said he. “You, who are beginning life, walk in the beaten paths. Never dream of rising superior, you will be ruined!”
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Portrait of Honoré de Balzac Honoré de Balzac Z. Marcas

I should need to be established in a superior position.”
“What commotion?” asked Juste.
“AUGUST, 1830,” said Marcas in solemn tones, holding out his hand towards Paris; “AUGUST, the offspring of Youth which bound the sheaves, and of Intellect which had ripened the harvest, forgot to provide for Youth and Intellect.
“Youth will explode like the boiler of a steam-engine. Youth has no outlet in France; it is gathering an avalanche of underrated capabilities, of legitimate and restless ambitions; young men are not marrying now; families cannot tell what to do with their children.
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