It seemed to be a necessary ritual that he should prepare himself for sleep by meditating under the solemnity of the night sky... a mysterious transaction between the infinity of the soul and the infinity of the universe.

Nobody loves the light like the blind man.

M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, where there are many mouths which talk, and very few heads which think.

I'm religiously opposed to religion.

In love, such a word, whispered, is a mysterious kiss of the soul to the soul.

Revolutions spring not from accident, but from necessity. A revolution is a return from the factitious to the real. It takes place because it must.

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.