The great become small, the rich poor, the king a commoner. Does fate strike so seldom that you can count on… — Jean Jacques Rousseau
The great become small, the rich poor, the king a commoner. Does fate strike so seldom that you can count on immunity from her blows? The crisis is approaching, and we are on the edge of a revolution. [Footnote: In my opinion it is impossible that the great kingdoms of Europe should last much longer. Each of them has had its period of splendour, after which it must inevitably decline. I have my own opinions as to the special applications of this general statement, but this is not the place to enter into details, and they are only too evident to everybody.]
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Nature never deceives us; it is always we who deceive ourselves.
