Giroudeau borrowed a thousand francs from Florentine to lend me.

I am not gorgeous, that's a fact; but when one thinks that Napoleon is at Saint Helena, and has sold his plate for the means of living, his faithful soldiers can manage to walk on their bare feet," he said, showing his boots without heels, as he marched away.
"He is not bad," said Agathe, "he has good feelings." "You can love the Emperor and yet dress yourself properly," said Joseph.
"If he would take any care of himself and his clothes, he wouldn't look so like a vagabond." "Joseph! you ought to have some indulgence for your brother," cried Agathe.

"You do the things you like, while he is certainly not in his right place." "What did he leave it for ?" demanded Joseph.

"What can it matter to him whether Louis the Eighteenth's bugs or Napoleon's cuckoos are on the flag, if it is the flag of his country?
France is France! For my part, I'd paint for the devil.

A soldier ought to fight, if he is a soldier, for the love of his art.