Dream no small dreams. They have no power to stir the hearts of men.
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He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo.Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic.Nothing is more sublime.
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Darks drifts covered the horizon. A strange shadow approaching nearer and nearer, was spreading little by little over men, over things, over ideas; a ...
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Monsieur, innocence is its own crown! Innocence has only to act to be noble! She is as august in rags as fleur de lys.
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Usually, the murmur that rises up from Paris by day is the city talking; in the night it is the city breathing; but here it is the city singing. Liste...
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God manifests himself to us in the first degree through the life of the universe, and in the second degree through the thought of man. The second mani...
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In the chaos of sentiments and passions which defend a barricade, there is something of everything; there is bravery, youth, honor, enthusiasm, the id...
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He thought of that heroic Colonel Pontmercy . . . who had left upon every field of victory in Europe drops of that same blood which he, Marius, had in...
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The devotion of one man had given strength and courage to all.
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Oh! if the good hearts had the fat purses, how much better everything would go!
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To err his human, to stroll is Parisian.
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To breath the air of Paris preserves the soul.
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The night was starless and very dark. Without doubt, in the gloom some mighty angel was standing, with outstretched wings, awaiting the soul.
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It is a mournful task to break the sombre attachments of the past.
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He was troubled; this brain, so limpid in its blindness, had lost its transparency; there was a cloud in this crystal.
