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Excerpt from A Nocturnal Expedition Round My Room I will confess, however, that I love solitude in large cities; but, unless I am compelled by serious causes, such as A journey round my room, I do not care to be a hermit except in the morning 5 in the evening, I like to see human faces again. The inconveniences of social life, and those of solitude, thus counteract each other, and these two modes of existence thus beautify one ano ther. The inconstancy and fatality of earthly affairs are such, however, that the vividness of the plea sures that I enjoyed in my new residence ought to have warned me of their probably short duration. The French Revolution, which was surging on all sides, had just overtopped the Alps, and was pouring down upon Italy. The first wave carried me to Bologna. Here, nevertheless, I still kept on my hermitage, into which I had all my furniture moved, to await happier times. For some years I had been an exile one fine morning I found myself without employment. After a whole year spent in seeing men and things I cared little for, and in wishing for things and men I could no longer see, I returned to Turin. It was necessary to take some definite step. I walked out from the Hotel de la Bonn: Femme, where I had put up, with the intention of giving up my little room, and selling my furniture. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.