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he would not think of the morrow

Blondet introduced Lucien to this society of prodigals, of which he became a brilliant ornament, ranking next to Bixiou, one of the most mischievous and untiring scoffing wits of his time. All through that winter Lucien's life was one long fit of intoxication, with intervals of easy work. He contin…

—p.419 Lost Illusions A Provincial Celebrity in Paris (151) by Honoré de Balzac
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unspeakable mortification filled him at the sound of it

The diplomatist and the two women had very soon discovered Lucien's weak side. The poet's head was turned by the glory of the aristocracy; every man who entered the rooms bore a sounding name mounted in a glittering title, and he himself was plain Chardon. Unspeakable mortification filled him at th…

—p.417 A Provincial Celebrity in Paris (151) by Honoré de Balzac
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a vortex of dissipation and easy work

For a month Lucien's whole time was taken up with supper parties, dinner engagements, breakfasts, and evening parties; he was swept away by an irresistible current into a vortex of dissipation and easy work. He no longer thought of the future. The power of calculation amid the complications of life…

—p.405 A Provincial Celebrity in Paris (151) by Honoré de Balzac
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there is a tax upon everything

"It is difficult to keep illusions on any subject in Paris," answered Lucien as they turned in at his door. "There is a tax upon everything --everything has its price, and anything can be made to order--even success."

—p.396 A Provincial Celebrity in Paris (151) by Honoré de Balzac
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self-interest squatting in every corner

"Oh! the people who pay at the door go in with the holders of complimentary tickets for unreserved seats, and the theatre reserves the right of admitting those who pay. There are fine warm evenings to be reckoned with besides, and poor plays. Braulard makes, perhaps, thirty thousand francs every ye…

—p.393 A Provincial Celebrity in Paris (151) by Honoré de Balzac