[Sons of the Soil by Honore de Balzac]@TWC D-Link bookSons of the Soil CHAPTER VII 9/20
Those who start in life in these holes (the topographical, the professorial, the highway-and-canal departments) are apt to discover, invariably too late, that cleverer men then they, seated beside them, are fed, as the Opposition writers say, on the sweat of the people, every time the sieve dips down into the taxation-pot by means of a machine called the budget.
Adolphe, working early and late and earning little, soon found out the barren depths of his hole; and his thoughts busied themselves, as he trotted from township to township, spending his salary in shoe-leather and costs of travelling, with how to find a permanent and more profitable place. No one can imagine, unless he happens to squint and to have two legitimate children, what ambitions three years of misery and love had developed in this young man, who squinted both in mind and vision, and whose happiness halted, as it were, on one leg.
The chief cause of secret evil deeds and hidden meanness is, perhaps, an incompleted happiness.
Man can better bear a state of hopeless misery than those terrible alternations of love and sunshine with continual rain.
If the body contracts disease, the mind contracts the leprosy of envy.
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