He sought...to transform the grief which looks down into the grave by showing it the grief which looks up to the stars.
To lie a little is not possible: he who lies, lies the whole lie.
One believes others will do what he will do to himself.
A library implies an act of faith.
In saying no to progress, it is not the future which they condemn, but themselves. They give themselves a melancholy disease; they inoculate themselves with the past. There is but one way of refusing tomorrow, that is to die.
Ma vie est une énigme dont ton nom est le mot. (My life is an enigma, of which your name is the word.)
Most commonly revolt is born of material circumstances; but insurrection is always a moral phenomenon. Revolt is Masaniello, who led the Neapolitan insurgents in 1647; but insurrection is Spartacus. Insurrection is a thing of the spirit, revolt is a thing of the stomach.
When liberty returns, I will return.
He did not study God; he was dazzled by him.
A sewer is a cynic. It tells All.
Have no fear of robbers or murderers. They are external dangers, petty dangers. We should fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices the real murderers. The great dangers are within us. Why worry about what threatens our heads or our purses? Let us think instead of what threatens our souls.
What is called honors and dignities, and even honor and dignity, is generally fool's gold.
There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.
Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide.
Society is a republic. When an individual tries to lift themselves above others, they are dragged down by the mass, either by ridicule or slander.
The true artist can only labor con amore.
Marius and Cosette were in the dark in regard to each other. They did not speak, they did not bow, they were not acquainted; they saw each other; and, like the stars in the sky separated by millions of leagues, they lived by gazing upon each other.
The earth is a great piece of stupidity.
How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
Emotion is always new and the word has always served; therein lies the difficulty of expressing emotion.
The soul helps the body, and at certain moments raises it. It is the only bird that sustains its cage.
A few feet under the ground reigns so profound a silence, and yet so much tumult on the surface!
To think of shadows is a serious thing.
Sleep comes more easily than it returns.
Enthusiasm is the fever of reason.
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