He caught her, she fell, he caught her in his arms, he held her tightly unconscious of what he was doing. He held her up, though tottering himself. He felt as if his head were filled with smoke; flashes of light slipped through his eyelids; his thoughts vanished; it seemed to him that he was performing a religious act, and that he was committing a profanation. Moreover, he did not feel one passionate desire for this ravishing woman, whose form he felt against his heart. He was lost in love.
Victor HugoHe saw before him two roads, both equally straight ; but he saw two; and that terrified him โ him, who had never in his life known but one straight line. And, bitter anguish, these two roads were contradictory.
Victor HugoThat men saw his mask, but the bishop saw his face. That men saw his life, but the bishop saw his conscience.
Victor Hugo