The wise man is he who knows when and how to stop

The paradise of the rich is made out of the hell of the poor.

Years place at last a venerable crown upon a head.

He who is not capable of enduring poverty is not capable of being free.

No matter who you are, the thought of so much suffering and degradation must cause you to shudder at the sight of a veil or cassock, those two shrouds of human invention.

To a gargoyle on the ramparts of Notre Dame as Esmeralda rides off with Gringoire Quasimodo says. "Why was I not made of stone like thee?

Thus, during those nineteen years of torture and slavery, did this soul rise and fall at the same time. Light entered on the one side, and darkness on the other.