Claude - saddened, his faith in human affection shaken - threw himself with frenzied ardour into the arms of science, that sister who at least never laughs at you in derision, and who always repays you, albeit at times in somewhat light coin, for the care you have lavished on her.

Translated by Jessie Haynes, Notre Dame de Paris, Book IV, Chapter V (p. 156), P.F. Collier & Son. 1902