It is ourselves we have to fear. Prejudice is the real robber, and vice the real murderer.
Victor HugoHe who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo. Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic. Nothing is more sublime.
Victor HugoMarius was of the temperament that sinks into grief and remains there; Cosette was of the sort that plunges in and comes out again.
Victor Hugo