Book: Long live France!

Debt is the most dangerous thing for the poor.

He knew that he was deceiving himself, and yet, realizing this, he believed in the deception.

He had a very strange feeling: time passed ghostly quickly and at the same time insanely slowly, it was illusory, incomprehensible, contradictory, and it was terrible to be in his power.

It seemed to him that he physically felt how time passed between his fingers; the heavy, black, phantom pitiless bulk seemed to disintegrate, spread, as if a floodgate had opened and it was carried away by a stream ...