That is the moral of the world, that is the end of your smiles.

It is over this terrible abyss that you are walking in your spangled gauze; it is on this hideous reality you run like gazelles on the tips of your little toes!" "But why take things so seriously ?" said Desgenais.

"That is something that is never seen.

You complain because bottles become empty?
There are many casks in the vaults, and many vaults in the hills.

Give me a dainty fish-hook gilded with sweet words, a drop of honey for bait, and quick! catch in the stream of oblivion a pretty consoler, as fresh and slippery as an eel; you will still have the hook when the fish shall have glided from your hands.