FROMONT AND RISLER
By Alphonse Daudet
 | A man may forgive, but he never forgetsAbundant details which he sometimesvolunteeredAffectation of indifferenceAlways smiling condescendinglyCharm of that one day's rest and itssolemnityClashing knives and forks mark timeConvent of Saint Joseph, four shoesunder the bed!Deeming every sort of occupationbeneath himDreams of wealth and the disasters thatimmediately followedExaggerated dramatic pantomimeFaces taken by surprise allow theirreal thoughts to be seenHe fixed the time mentally when hewould speakLittle feathers fluttering for anopportunity to fly awayMake for themselves a horizon of theneighboring walls and roofsNo one has ever been able to find outwhat her thoughts werePass half the day in procuring twocakes, worth three sousShe was of those who disdain nocomplimentSuch artificial enjoyment, such idioticlaughterSuperiority of the man who does nothingover the man who worksTerrible revenge she would takehereafter for her sufferingsThe poor must pay for all theirenjoymentsThe groom isn't handsome, but thebride's as pretty as a pictureVoid in her heart, a place made readyfor disasters to comeWiping his forehead ostentatiouslyWord "sacrifice," so vague on carelesslipsWould have liked him to be blind onlyso far as he was concerned |
If you wish to read the entire context of any of these quotations, select a short segment andcopy it into your clipboard memory--then open the appropriate eBook and paste the phraseinto your computer's find or search operation.
