"Ce que vous appelez le bonheur n'est qu'un tumulte des sens, un orage des passions, dont le spectacle est effrayant, même à le regarder du rivage"
(What you call happiness is nothing but a tumult in the mind, a tempest of passion, frightful to behold even for the spectator on the shore.)
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