Youth is the future smiling at a stranger, which is itself.

God has set his intentions in the flowers, in the dawn, in the spring, it is his will that we should love.

Style is the substance of the subject called unceasingly to the surface.

Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. --I shall feel it." She dropped her head again on Marius' knees, and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had departed. Eponine remained motionless. All at once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever, she slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death, and said to him in a tone whose sweetness seemed already to proceed from another world:-- "And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in love with you.

The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness.

She worked in order to live, and presently fell in love, also in order to live, for the heart, too, has its hunger.

There have been in this century only one great man and one great thing: Napoleon and liberty. For want of the great man, let us have the great thing.