And in his eye is the capability of quiet humor, which is just the quality that the surmounting of many difficulties will give a man.
Like the nature he has fought until he understands, his disposition is at once kindly and terrible.

Outside the subtleties of his calling, he sees only red.

Relieved of the strenuousness of his occupation, he turns all the force of the wonderful energies that have carried him far where other men would have halted, to channels in which a gentle current makes flood enough.

It is the mountain torrent and the canal.

Instead of pleasure, he seeks orgies.