“When she was taken too bad she went off quite alone to the sea-shore, so that the customs officer, going his rounds, often found her lying flat on her face, crying on the shingle. Then, after her marriage, it went off, they say.” “But with me,” replied Emma, “it was after marriage that it began.”

“When she was taken too bad she went off quite alone to the sea-shore, so that the customs officer, going his rounds, often found her lying flat on her face, crying on the shingle. Then, after her marriage, it went off, they say.” “But with me,” replied Emma, “it was after marriage that it began.”

— Gustave Flaubert