Flauberts breve til sig selv...

(...) Two cigars in the garden—stars—I go up—and sit in an armchair next to a mahogany dressing table. I want to put the candlesticks there—the guard is against this—they give me the lamp—I was reading the second volume of Creuzer (the notes), Anna was reading a little English book Consolation for the mourners—to a mother who has lost her only son— (...)