I remember Castelnau: like me Ambassador to England, who wrote like me a narrative of his life in London. On the last page of Book VII, he says to his son: ‘I will deal with this event in Book VIII,' and Book VIII of Castelnau's Memoirs does not exist: that warns me to take advantage of being alive. (François-René de Chateaubriand)

I remember Castelnau: like me Ambassador to England, who wrote like me a narrative of his life in London. On the last page of Book VII, he says to his son: ‘I will deal with this event in Book VIII,' and Book VIII of Castelnau's Memoirs does not exist: that warns me to take advantage of being alive.

François-René de Chateaubriand

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