Charles Breitkopf:
Emma, you must swear to me that you'll never befriend a woman you think is less than irreproachable. I know you wouldn't seek out such friendship, but these women of dubious reputation often seek out the company of respectable women out of a sort of nostalgia of virtue. What I just said is very profound: It's a nostalgia of virtue. Their own unworthiness pains them.
Emma Breitkopf:
You think so?
Charles Breitkopf:
I'm absolutely positive. Think of their dreadful lives: trickery, lies, and constant danger. They pay dearly for the tiny bit of happiness - not even happiness...
Emma Breitkopf:
Pleasure?
Charles Breitkopf:
How can you call that pleasure?
Emma Breitkopf:
I'm just guessing. Otherwise they wouldn't...
Charles Breitkopf:
It's intoxication.
Emma Breitkopf:
Intoxication?
Charles Breitkopf:
Yes, intoxication.
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