"He always took his meals alone with a book open before him in which he read. His library was small but well selected. He loved books; books are cold but sure friends. As his growing fortune gave him more leisure, it seemed that he profited by it to cultivate his mind. Since he had been at M--- sur M---, it was remarked from year to year that his language had became more polished, choicer, and more gentle."
-Les Miserables, Victor Hugo
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