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M. de Stael told me of a curious interview he had with Buonaparte when he was enraged with his mother, who had published remarks on his government concluding with "Eh! bien vous avez raison aussi. Je concois qu'un fils doit toujours faire la defense de sa mere, mais enfin, si Monsieur veut ecrire des libelles, il faut aller en Angleterre.
'La comtesse veut plaider', and I fancy 'faire autre chose si elle peut. Jubeo to bene valere. BLACKHEATH, May 18, O. S. 1758. MY DEAR FRIEND: I have your letter of the 9th now before me, and condole with you upon the present solitude and inaction of Hamburg. You are now shrunk from the dignity and importance of a consummate minister, to be but, as it were, a common man.
In reading them one is perpetually reminded of that terrible sentence on a modern French poet, il dit tout ce qu'il veut, mais malheureusement il n'a rien a dire. Let me give an instance of what I mean.
I shall perhaps be asked what provision is made in Utopia for enabling the children to go through the drudgery of school-life, to master the "3 R's," to "get up" the various subjects which the Code prescribes, and so forth. To this question there is but one answer: the best possible provision. "Qui veut la fin veut les moyens."
'La comtesse veut plaider', and I fancy 'faire autre chose si elle peut. Jubeo to bene valere. BLACKHEATH, May 18, O. S. 1758. MY DEAR FRIEND: I have your letter of the 9th now before me, and condole with you upon the present solitude and inaction of Hamburg. You are now shrunk from the dignity and importance of a consummate minister, to be but, as it were, a common man.
Were they again to be cozened by le Roi le veut? Were they again to advance their money on pledges which had been forfeited over and over again?
Even careless minds gained an idea of the immensity of human disaster from the aspect of this man, on whose face sorrow had cast its black pall, who revealed the havoc caused by that which had never before appeared in him, by thought! N'est pas detruit qui veut. Light-minded people, devoid of conscience, to whom all things are indifferent, can never present such a spectacle of disaster.
He said it was utterly absurd and illogical, and though he ought to know it, as he had an English wife, he felt he never could learn it. "Apropos of to-day's weather, you say, 'It never rains but it pours' au fond qu'est-ce que cela veut dire? 'Il ne pleut jamais, mais il pleut a verse'; cela n'a pas le sens commun you might as well say, 'It never pours but it rains."
The doctor shook his head, long and slowly. Mrs. Friedland quietly replaced the rugs which had gone wandering, in the energy of these remarks. "You see, Jane, if it's true 'ne croit qui veut' it's still more true, 'ne doute qui veut! To doubt doubt wholesomely, cheerfully, fruitfully why, my dear, there's no harder task in the world!
"Vouloir ce que Dieu veut est la seule science Qui nous met en repos." None of us can escape the play of contrary impulse; but as soon as the soul has once recognized the order of things and submitted itself thereto, then all is well. "Comme un sage mourant puissions nous dire en paix: J'ai trop longtemps erre, cherche; je me trompais: Tout est bien, mon Dieu m'enveloppe." January 28, 1881.
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