The cruel of heart have their own black happiness.

In 1815, M. Charles-Francois-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of D—— He was an old man of about seventy-five years of age; he had occupied the see of D—— since 1806.

A smile is the same as sunshine; it banishes winter from the human countenance.

...Man lives by affirmation even more than he does by bread.

When two mouths, made sacred by love, draw near to each other to create, it is impossible, that above that ineffable kiss there should not be a thrill in the immense mystery of the stars.

God made only water, but man made wine.

When a person opens a book, he can never be in prison.