Letter

 1 Introd   |     families of her parents. As a young girl wildly romping with
 2 Introd   |         to fashion a conventional young lady, the hoyden was put
 3 Introd   |        from her to her maids. The young couple had never been strongly
 4 Introd   |          up appearances. But this young wife had gradually become
 5 Introd   |      comparable with those of the young Shelley when, fifteen years
 6 Introd   |          Clairmont in Switzerland—young revoltes, all of them, nourished
 7 Introd   |        been like that. I also was young and subject to indignations.
 8 V        |      contemplate he was good this young man whom the matches killed,
 9 XXVII    |           according to the senile young men of today. With them,
10 XXVIII   |           that nothing comes from young Bohemia any longer. Good
11 XXXII    |     Prudhomme, I insist that your young man is wrong. [Footnote:
12 XXXVII   |      discussion (a propos of your young man), what you write me
13 XL       |        become real fossils to the young men of today. The reaction
14 XLVIII   |          hideous old man who buys young girls does not make love
15 XLVIII   |        not desire that drives the young girl into the arms of the
16 LX       |        been like that. I also was young and subject to indignations.
17 LX       |         do we care?” I spoke to a young man who was mending the
18 LXII     |        are old though still quite young. You are my son’s age. You
19 LXV      |   travelling companion a charming young literary woman, Juliette
20 LXXI     |           beat with eager throbs, Young Alfred dried up with impatience.” (
21 LXXIV    |          composed of eight or ten young people, my three great nephews,
22 CI       |         me, in Paris, “fresh as a young girl,” and those people
23 CIII     |            He had the folly to be young; but as he did no evil nor
24 CXXXIV   |       read it too, and some of my young people, all readers in earnest
25 CXLIV    |           word to him in favor of young Simonnet? I should be happy
26 CXLIV    |     opinion of good people and of young people. The youngest say
27 CLXIV    |      ferocious to us. You are too young to concentrate on the idea
28 CLXIV    |      affection, even when we were young. He was my Bouilhet and
29 CLXXXII  |           lose any of my friends, young or old. That is all the
30 CXCVII   | disappointment; have you not been young then? Ah! We are entirely
31 CXCVII   |           have never ceased to be young, if being young is always
32 CXCVII   |      ceased to be young, if being young is always loving.~What,
33 CCXIII   |          well now, why he died so young; he died from having lived
34 CCLIII   |          after that that I am not young.~A thousand affectionate
35 CCLVII   |         Cruchard is as fresh as a young girl, not tired, no headache.
36 CCLXVI   |        refused to inflict on this young Christian the name of such
37 CCLXXVIII|          but the next! I am still young enough to hope that the
38 CCXCIV   |  irreparable? Her husband is very young and intelligent, can’t he
39 CCXCIV   |         need millions to live on, young and well as they both are.
40 CCXCIV   |            is the chagrin of that young woman who is as a daughter
41 CCXCVII  |        begin your life again as a young man. Is one old when one
42 CCCII    |      sweetness; as long as one is young, it manifests itself with
43 CCCIX    |       that my cup is bitter! That young woman is anemic to the last