Marius and Cosette were in the dark in regard to each other. They did not speak, they did not bow, they were not acquainted; they saw each other; and, like the stars in the sky separated by millions of leagues, they lived by gazing upon each other.

What says the law? You will not kill. How does it say it? By killing!

Brothers, he who dies here dies in the radiance of the future, and we are entering a tomb all flooded with the dawn.

Mothers arms are made of tenderness, And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein.

The guillotine is the ultimate expression of Law, and its name is vengeance; it is not neutral, nor does it allow us to remain neutral.

Try as you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic of the human heart, love.

Almost all our desires, when examined, contain something too shameful to reveal.