"You need an excess of passion; you need to burn and destroy life for the continuation of the same life. … In Paris money was falling like rain, corrupting people, creating a fever of play. Money, all poisonous and destructive, money was the ferment of all social creativity—fertilizer that created great enterprises, thanks to which peoples draw closer and peace is installed on earth. She cursed money… Now she thought of it with reverent fear: for only because of this power mountains are torn down, sea straits fill in, and the earth becomes habitable for people who rid themselves of unbearable labor, thanks to machines. From them comes all good, as well as all evil. And thinking this, she didn’t know what to do—shaken to the very depths…"
Émile Zola, “Money”.
The novel is an independent book, the eighteenth in order, and one of the best in Émile Zola’s great twenty-volume epic, ‘The Rougon-Macquart’.