Balzac was nothing if not discrete, an important characteristic if you intend to sustain as many as four love affairs simultaneously.
I imagine he was discreet about it, too.
Balzac was nothing if not discrete, an important characteristic if you intend to sustain as many as four love affairs simultaneously.
Retired book-review editors never die — nor, when it comes down to it, do they give up correcting every indiscretion in sight, right? — they just live in the margins.
ReplyDeleteFWIW, I caught it, too; what does that tell you? (Never mind, I already know.) What it tells me? Those nuns were good for a thing or two, after all. (No matter they tied my left hand behind my back in Grade Two so that I wasn't sinistre; but, now? I can read and write backwards; plus? I'm ambiguous, er, amphibious, er, ambi-dexotic :)!
Oh, yeah, that coffee that Balzac drank? It wasn't your standard Maxswill Houser . . . he was hooked on espresso (and, that's why he OD'ed on it).
ReplyDeleteThis comment is brought to you as a public-service alert. You *can* resume drinking regular coffee at your dozen-a-day gulperiffic rate, now (or, at least, I shall).
Balzac wrote about The Pleasures and Pains of Coffee: "Coffee is a great power in my life; I have observed its effects on an epic scale."
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