There is suffering in the light; in excess it burns. Flame is hostile to the wing. To burn and yet to fly, that is the miracle of genius.

“In Burgundy and in the cities of the South the tree of Liberty was planted. Tha…”

“Gentlemen of the human race, I say to hell with the lot of you.”

“In the moment when the eyes of the two men met, Javert, without having moved or…”

“No era la facultad de amar lo que le faltaba, sino la posibilidad.”