War was then no longer this noble and unified outburst of souls in love with glory that he had imagined from Napoleon's proclamations.
StendhalBut, if I sample this pleasure so prudently and circumspectly, it will no longer be a pleasure.
StendhalWar was then no longer this noble and unified outburst of souls in love with glory that he had imagined from Napoleon's proclamations.
StendhalBut, if I sample this pleasure so prudently and circumspectly, it will no longer be a pleasure.
Stendhal