A creditor is worse than a slave-owner; for the master owns only your person, but a creditor owns your dignity, and can command it.

Ah," cried Gavroche, "what does this mean? It rains again! ...If this continues, I withdraw my subscription.

If she gives me all her time it is because I have all her heart.

Not ill? No truly, I am young, healthful, and strong; the blood flows freely in my veins; my limbs obey my will; I am robust in mind and body, constituted for a long life. Yes, all this is true; and yet, nevertheless, I have an illness, a fatal illness,-an illness given by the hand of man!

The last resort of kings, the cannonball. The last resort of the people, the paving stone.

I will be Chateaubriand or nothing.

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?