M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, where there are many mouths which talk, and very few heads which think.
In becoming dirt, she has been turned to stone. To touch her is to feel a chill.
J'étais dans la mort; tu m'as remise dans la vie. Toi là, c'est le ciel à côté de moi. Donne-moi ta main, que je touche Dieu!
That is the explanation of war, an outrage by humanity upon humanity in despite of humanity.
Let that vile sand which you trample under foot be cast into the furnace, let it melt and seethe there, it will become a splendid crystal, and it is thanks to it that Galileo and Newton will discover...
Revolutions are not born of chance but of necessity.
There are many lovely women but no perfect ones.
Gentlemen of the human race, I say to hell with the lot of you.
Sometimes, if the two old womenwere not asleep, they heard him pacing slowly along the walks at a veryadvanced hour of the night. He was there alone, communing with himself,peaceful, adoring, comparin...
Revolutionists are accused of sowing fear abroad. Every barricade seems a crime. Their theories are incriminated, their aim suspected, their ulterior motive is feared, their conscience denounced. They...
There are moments when the hands of a woman possess super human force.
What love commences can be finished by God alone.
History neglects nearly all these particulars, and cannot do otherwise; the infinity would overwhelm it. Nevertheless, these details, which are wrongly called trivial,—there are no trivial facts in hu...
First of all, I wish you love, and that by loving you may also be loved.
To rise from error to truth is rare and beautiful.
Should he remain in paradise and become a demon? Should he return to hell and become an angel?
To constantly have at your side a woman,an unmarried woman,a sister,a wonderful person who is there because you need her and because she can't do without you,to know that you are indispensable to the...
La Tour-Gauvain avait une destinée étrange : un Gauvain l'attaquait, un Gauvain la défendait.
Phoebus de Chateaupers likewise came to a 'tragic end': he married.
She was sad with an obscure sadness of which she had not the secret herself. There was in her whole person the stupor of a life ended but never commenced.
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