And do you know Monsieur Marius? I believe I was a little in love with you.
The last resort of kings, the cannonball. The last resort of the people, the paving stone.
The holy law of Jesus Christ governs our civilisation, but it does not yet permeate it.
If a man has his throat cut in Paris, it's a murder. If 50,000 people are murdered in the east, it is a question.
What happened between those two beings? Nothing. They were adoring one another.
Solitude either develops the mental power, or renders men dull and vicious.