an ardor for self-sacrifice like that which makes my aunt so noble a character. But she sacrificed herself for a brother to whom she was devoted; to do the same for an unknown person or an idea is surely more than can be asked of mortals.
For the last fortnight I have been gulping down so many reckless words, burying so many reflections in my bosom, and accumulating such a store of things to tell, fit for your ear alone, that I should certainly have been suffocated but for the resource of letter-writing as a sorry substitute for our beloved talks. How hungry one's heart gets! I am beginning my journal this morning, and I picture to myself that yours is already started, and that, in a few days, I shall be at home in your beautiful Gemenos valley, which I know only through your descriptions, just as you will live that Paris life, revealed to you hitherto only in our dreams.
Well, then, sweet child, know that on a certain morning--a red-letter day in my life--there arrived from Paris a lady compan
One of the most eloquent love stories that Balzac ever wrote. His style is frequently called verbose, but it helps to make the narrative cohesive and well-rounded.
In this book, composed entirely of a long series of letters exchanged between the people in the story, Loiuse de Chaulieu, daughter of a noble family, falls in love with her Spanish tutor, who is actually a duke in disguise hiding under an assumed name due to political troubles. However despite her beauty and charm and the obvious love she had for her husband, Louise has a jealous and possessive nature, which ends up driving the love of her life to an early death.