It is true that the last two centuries have accustomed man to a workload unthinkable in other times. From this we can see that, as far as literature is concerned, the works of great authors have taken on greater proportions: today, the natural thing is for serious writers to be like typewriters and to produce, time permitting, dozens of volumes. What can we conclude? First, that perhaps fecundity has become vulgar, as it is almost a contemporary requirement; second, that, as a result, one can no longer associate fecundity with the old estrus, since the former has become as automated by the spirit of this time; finally, that perhaps one has to admit that such fecundity entails a vice—a vice which, more than ever, one must be careful to avoid…