When the court was most French, most artificial, most vicious, the citizen life must have remained immutably German, dull, and kind.

After all, he said, humanity seemed everywhere to be pretty safe, and pretty much the same.
"Yes, that is all very well," she returned, "and you can theorize interestingly enough; but I'm afraid that poor mother, there, had no more reality for you than those people in the past.

You appreciate her as a type, and you don't care for her as a human being.

You're nothing but a dreamer, after all.

I don't blame you," she went on.