XLVIII
On George Sand. The woman Sand is the Prudhomme
of immorality.
She has always been a moralist.
Only she used to work as an anti-moralist.
She has never been an artist. She has that celebrated
flowing style, so dear to the bourgeois.
She is stupid, she is clumsy, and she is a chatterbox.
She has, in her moral concepts, the same profundity
of judgement and delicacy of feeling as a concierge
or a kept woman.
What she says about her mother.
What she says about Poetry.
Her love for the working classes.
It is indeed a proof of the degradation of the men
of this century that several have been capable of
falling in love with this latrine.
See the preface to Mademoiselle La Quintinie, in
which she pretends that true Christians do not
believe in Hell.
Sand represents the God of decent folk, the god of
concierges and thieving servants.
She has good reasons for wishing to abolish Hell.
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