clayforthedevil

It's old, his outrage over the demands of silence and ignorance and who those demands fall on. Real and always ready to flare up, but old and familiar and easy to come back to, and so mostly easy to set aside in any given moment. Any elaboration he might have considered vanishes into a laugh when he looks over and see Bossuet's impromptu cosmetics.

" I correct myself and apologize; you are not becoming respectable at all, you are braving quite the new style. You would astonish the bourgeoisie, were any at hand."