The beauty of Victor Hugo (pt. 6)

In this section of the book, the Jondrettes are introduced, Mousier Leblanc is almost killed, and Eponine falls in love.


Never among animals does the creature born to be a dove change into an osprey.  That is only seen in men. (pg. 739)

In fact, to see the misery of man only is nothing, you must see the misery of woman; to see the misery of woman only is nothing, you must see the misery of childhood. (pg. 743)

And between their words there was groaning, and he did not even listen, his thoughts were elsewhere, on dreams, on impossible glimmerings, on loves in the sky, on infatuations; and all the while human beings, his brothers in Jesus Christ, his brothers in the people, were suffering agonies beside him! (pg. 744)

And then, when the fall is furthest, is that when charity should be greatest? (pg. 744)

Pity has, and should have its curiosity. (pg. 745)

[T]here are some men who don’t grow old. (pg. 765)

“Courage does not fear crime, and honesty does not fear authority.” (pg. 774)

This old man, so firm and so brave before so great a peril, seemed to be one of those natures who are courageous as they are good, simply and naturally.  The father of someone we love is never a stranger to us. (pg. 792)

His eye was filled with the base delight of a feeble, cruel, and cowardly animal, that can finally level what it has held in awe, and insult what it has flattered, the joy of the dwarf putting his heel on the head of Goliath, the joy of the jackal beginning to tear at a sick bull, dead enough not to be able to defend itself, still alive enough to suffer. (pg. 796)

Who has not noticed that hateful people have their tender points; monsters are easily annoyed. (pg. 796)

With great and lofty natures, the rebellion of the flesh and the senses against the assaults of physical pain brings out the soul and makes it appear on the countenance, in the same way that military mutinies force the captain to show himself. (pg. 811)

These appearances and disappearances have been called resistance and momentum.  Occasionally we see a gleam of truth, that daylight of the human soul. (pg. 822)

Guarantees to facts are the same thing as rest to men. (pg. 822)

One morning it stood up against France, and, raising its voice, denied the collective title and the individual title-sovereignty to the nation and liberty to the citizen.  In other words, it denied the nation what made it a nation and the citizen what made him a citizen. (pg. 824)

The property of right is that it is always beautiful and pure.  The fact, even the most necessary in appearance, even the most accepted by its contemporaries, if it exists only as fact, and if it contains too little of right, or none at all, is inevitably destined to become with time deformed, unclean, perhaps even monstrous. (pg. 826)

The dynasty hides the scaffolding and covers the ambulance. (pg. 827)

Now, logic ignores the Almost, just as the sun ignores the candle. (pg. 828)

But, by wishing to sit down too soon, we may stop the progress of even the human race. (pg. 829)

Egotism is not one of the divisions of the social order. (pg. 829)

A halt supposes battle yesterday and battle tomorrow. (pg. 829)

Revolutions have a terrible arm and a fortunate hand; they strike hard and choose well. (pg. 830)

[K]nowing the value of a minute, though not always of a year. (pg. 830)

[L]oving his country incontestably, but preferring his family. (pg. 831)

[P]aying little attention to minds, but able to read the character of men, that is to say, needing to see in order to judge. (pg. 832)

He took a bundle of documents and spent the night reviewing a criminal prosecution, feeling that it was something to stand up against Europe, but that it was much greater still to save a man from the executioner. (pg. 835-836)

A clash of principles resembles a clash of the elements. (pg. 837)

In revolutions, there are some swimmers going against the current; they are the old parties. (pg. 838)

Errors are excellent projectiles. (pg. 838)

A harmony required in the wrong way is often more onerous than a war. (pg. 839)

To kill wealth is not to distribute it. (pg. 841)

And the world will let you die and fall, because the world lets everything fall and die that is nothing but selfishness, everything that does not represent a virtue or idea for the human race. (pg. 841)

When events, premonitory of some latent social ill, and moving heavily along, the barks-articleinlineslightest complication stops them and shackles them. (pg. 857)

[A]nd nothing is more dangerous than discontinued labor; it is habit lost.  A habit easy to abandon, difficult to resume. (pg. 861)

Woe to the intellect who lets himself fall completely from thought into reverie! (pg. 861)

Thought is the labor of the intellect, reverie its pleasure.  To replace thought with reverie is to confound poison with nourishment. (pg. 861)

Happy, even in anguish, is he to whom God has given a soul worthy of love and grief! (pg. 863)

The soul that loves and suffers is in the sublime state. (pg. 863)

To be on such intimate juggling relations with darkness is excellent for crime and admirable for the police.  There are such double agents. (pg. 865)

Robbers do not cease operations because they are in the hands of justice.  They are not so easily disconcerted.  Being in prison for one crime does not prevent the inception of another. (pg. 866)

It is a bitter thing that there should be moment when misery separates! They had been two friends; they were two passersby. (pg. 869)


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