Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide.

Genuflection before the idol or the dollar destroys the muscles which walk and the will that moves.

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.

Youth, even in its sorrows, always has a brilliancy of its own.

Press on! A better fate awaits thee.

A bird sings, a child prattles, but it is the same hymn; hymn indistinct, inarticulate, but full of profound meaning.

The jostling of young minds against each other has this wonderful attribute, that one can never foresee the spark, nor predict the flash. What will spring up in a moment? Nobody knows.