In 1815, M. Charles Francois-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of D-----. He was a man of seventy-five, and had occupied the bishopric of D----- since 1806. Although it in no manner concerns, even in the remotest degree, what we have to relate, it may not be useless, were it only for the sake of exactness in all things, to notice here the reports and gossip which had arisen on his account from the time of his arrival in the diocese.

What is called honors and dignities, and even honor and dignity, is generally fool's gold.

Success is a very hideous thing. Its false resemblance to merit deceives men.

When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age.

The ox suffers, the cart complains.

To die for lack of love is horrible. The asphyxia of the soul.

by making himself a priest made himself a demon.