Ambition was his sole line of politics.

Devoid of honour, principles, or morality, he only loved democracy because it was exciting.

It was his element, and he plunged into it.

He sought there not so much command as that voluptuous sensuality which man finds in the rapid movement which bears him away with it.

He was intoxicated with the revolutionary vertigo as a man becomes drunken with wine; yet he bore his intoxication well.