Love is reducing the universe to one being.
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.
There are no trifles in the human story, no trifling leaves on the tree.
My day's work will begin again the next morning. The tomb is not a blind alley.
What is said about men often has as much influence upon their lives, and especially upon their destinies, as what they do.
...We pray together, we are afraid together, and then we go to sleep. Even if Satan came into the house, no one would interfere. After all, what is there to fear in this house? There is always one with us who is the strongest. Satan may visit our house, but the good Lord lives here.