"The life of the gambler, who is that and nothing else, is wretched, and ends in despair, the poorhouse or suicide. But his infatuation, his life-long folly proves him to be merely an imbecile whose friends, if he has any, ought to get him locked up in an asylum for idiots."
from Rouge et Noir, 1898
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