Nations have great men only in spite of themselves.
Apropos of the actor and of my childish dreams, a chapter on what
constitutes, in the human soul, the calling of the actor, the glory of
the actor, the art of the actor and his situation in the world.
The theory of Legouvé. Is Legouvé a cold farceur, a Swift, who tried
whether France would swallow a new absurdity? His choice. Good, in the
sense that Samson is not an actor.
Of the true greatness of pariahs. Perhaps even, virtue harms the
talents of pariahs.