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.

One drop of wine is enough to redden a whole glass of water.

The realities of life do not allow themselves to be forgotten.

Kings are for nations in their swaddling-clothes: France has attained her majority.

Let us sacrifice one day to gain perhaps a whole life.

Since we shall love each other, I shall be great and you shall be rich.

You preserve your shame but you kill your glory.