by Drops of Gold » Thu Aug 30, 2012 2:32 pm
Derek cussed under his breath. "you know me too well" he laughed "what are you doing on this fine day?"
He was learned, purist, precise,
universal, a hard student, and at
the same time given to musing,
“even chimerical,” said his friends.
He believed in all the dreams:
railroads, the suppression of
suffering in surgical operations,
the fixing of the image in the camera
obscura, the electric telegraph, the
steering of balloons. Little dismayed,
moreover, by the citadels built upon
all sides against the human race by
superstitions, despotisms, and prejudices,
he was one of those who think that science
will at last turn the position. Enjolras was a
chief; Combeferre was a guide.
~Victor Hugo, Les Miserables