Letter

 1 Introd |   beginning his seven years’ labor at L’Education Sentimentale,
 2 Introd |   have killed himself by the labor of his unfinished investigations.
 3 XXVIII |      crying courage for your labor and running on. I am still
 4 XXXII  |   tiny thread of water. Hard labor at art is necessary for
 5 XXXIX  |     I abandon myself to such labor in holding her in my arms
 6 LVIII  |      you pity yourself for a labor that lasts six months!~I
 7 LXXI   |      ALORS, MAIS and ET. The labor is too evident.~As for the
 8 LXXXIII|   morning after two hours of labor, to a boy who seemed dead
 9 LXXXIX | without being kept at FORCED LABOR.~I shall return here the
10 XCIII  |       and I plan to grub.~“I labor much and shun the world.
11 CLXX   |      tunnels, all this human labor lost, in short a negation
12 CXCVII |   the class liable to forced labor, can we bend with love and
13 CXCVII | workman, those two agents of labor and of exchange, without
14 CCLXXXV|     they are searching. They labor in the search.~Every one