Nadar Elevating Photography to Art

Stockholders' assembly. Gentlemen, the monarchist newspaper which I had the honor of founding with the help of your capital and my abilities surpassed my wildest expectations and hopes… it lived two months, devoured only three hundred thousand francs, and in order to have it reappear all we need is a small payment from your side… Bertrand, see the gentlemen to the cashier.

Un Guichet de théatre.

These cretins!..... they have dismissed me... Me, who hold a position of social importance!... just to appoint this...... hat maker!

Croquade Divers

The other day, I pulled off another smart trick... I had set up a firm with a capital of ten million francs to exploit top boots in cardboard ... I had placed only eight shares worth a petty 1200 francs... I called together my eight shareholders and held forth in something like the following manner: "Ah! Good-day ye strolling gentlemen, how handsome you are, how fine you seem!" I promised them more cheese than bread, I gave them a 50% dividend, I warmed them up a bit and let them simmer... The following day they couldn't get hold of my shares fast enough, I placed all of them and at the next meeting I said: "The last time I did the books I made a mistake. I forgot to take into account the price of the cardboard and its fabrication. You must return the dividend I gave you, I'm going to hold it back... I put down nothing and kept back the r

The Grand Stairway of the Palais de Justice

Robert Macaire, barrister. - My dear Bertrand, give me a hundred crowns and I'll get you acquitted right away. - I've no money. - All right, give me a hundred francs. - I haven't got a penny. - You don't even have ten francs? - Not a farthing. - Then give me your boots, and I'll plead extenuating circumstances.

The Grand Stairway of the Palais de Justice

What a fortunate encounter! It's my dear Stanislaus whom I haven't seen since we were in the sixth class together at Landernau.... in these times we used to share everything.... Things should be the same again, could you lend me 20 or 25 Francs?

The Grand Stairway of the Palais de Justice

Run away, Moellon, there comes the guard, another one of these show-offs. Just because we don’t have 4 sous for the bath we cannot wash ourselves... get lost..... It’s just not right!…