“Yes, I have seen Paris. It has all those types of people. What chaos! A swarm of people where everyone is seeking pleasure but hardly anyone finds it; at least that is how it seemed to me. I did not stay long. When I arrived, pick-pockets at the Saint Germain robbed me of everything I had. Then I was mistaken for a thief and spent a week in jail, after which I worked as a proofreader in order to return to Holland on foot. I came to know the writing rabble, the plotting rabble and the convulsionary rabble. They say there are some very refined people in that city, and I would like to believe it.”
“Candide or Optimism”, Voltaire, 1759.
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