I wanted to see you again, touch you, know who you were, see if I would find you identical with the ideal image of you which had remained with me and perhaps shatter my dream with the aid of reality. -Claude Frollo

All who suffer are full of hatred; all who live drag a remorse: the dead alone have broken their chains.

Let us fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices are the real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves.

To lie a little is not possible: he who lies, lies the whole lie.

But secondly you say 'society must exact vengeance, and society must punish'. Wrong on both counts. Vengeance comes from the individual and punishment from God.

To love another person is to see the face of God.

To die for lack of love is horrible. The asphyxia of the soul.