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Updated: May 28, 2025
The indignation we feel against the insolent individualism of a Louis XIV who cried "L'état c'est moi!" or against the industrial overlord who spills the tears of women for his ambition, the sweat of the children for his greed, is as nothing beside the indignation with the natural order which any biological study would arouse except as the scientist perceives that indignation is, for him, beside the point and the religionist believes that it proceeds from not seeing far enough into the process.
He seemed to his cotemporaries to have renounced the follies of his youth, the gewgaws of verse; and to have sobered down into the useful citizen, "Le bon poete," thought Malherbe, "n'est pas plus utile a l'etat qu'un bon joueur de quilles."
"Well, then, old chap, mon tres honorable Alphonse Karlovich," said Shinshin, laughing ironically and mixing the most ordinary Russian expressions with the choicest French phrases which was a peculiarity of his speech. "Vous comptez vous faire des rentes sur l'etat; * you want to make something out of your company?" * You expect to make an income out of the government.
To this floating population is it given to make or unmake Cabinets; theirs is the righteous indignation that sweeps the country like a new broom, and sweeps Ministries into limbo; to them is made the magniloquent "appeal to the country!" L'etat, c'est nous! might be the motto of this third party, were it but conscious of itself as a party. "The majority is never right," cries Dr.
Any expression of doubt as to the wisdom of his policy, or any criticism of existing regulations, he treated as an act of insubordination which a wise sovereign ought not to tolerate. If he never said, "L'Etat c'est moi!" it was because he considered the fact so self-evident that it did not need to be stated.
Coming in, they knew, meant certain death for one among them, and, keen as they were to lay hands on him, no man had any wish to be that one. The oars creaked away into the darkness, and he climbed to the ridge to make sure they made no attempt on the other side. But discretion had prevailed. One man could not hold L'Etat from invasion at half-a-dozen points at once.
But do you expect me to kill some of them?" "They'd kill you," said Bernel, conclusively. On second thoughts, however, he added, "But you needn't kill them. Wing one or two, and the rest will let you be. With a gun I could keep all Sark from landing on L'Etat." "Suppose they come in the night? How many landing-places are there?" "There's another at the end nighest Guernsey, but it's not easy.
"They seek to destroy the Revolution by attacking my person: I will defend it, for I am the Revolution." Such were the words uttered by Buonaparte after the failure of the royalist plot of 1804. They are a daring transcript of Louis XIV.'s "L'état, c'est moi."
The strenuous interlude of the storm, which, to the lonely one exposed to its fullest fury, had seemed interminable every shivering day the length of many, and the black howling nights longer still had had the effect of relaxing somewhat his own oversight over himself and his precautions against being seen. L'Etat in a furious sou'-wester is a sight worth seeing.
They had missed the ebb, and it was hours yet to next half-ebb, and they could not hope to land. The white waves were boiling all along the ledges, and the sea for twenty feet out was a surging dapple of foam laced with seething white bubbles. It would be more than any man's life was worth to try and get ashore on L'Etat for many an hour yet. And there was only one boat!
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