M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, where there are many mouths which talk, and very few heads which think.
Victor HugoThe merciful precepts of Christ will at last suffuse the Code and it will glow with their radiance. Crime will be considered an illness with its own doctors to replace your judges and its hospitals to replace your prisons. Liberty shall be equated with health. Ointments and oil shall be applied to limbs that were once shackled and branded. Infirmities that once were scourged with anger shall now be bathed with love. The cross in place of the gallows: sublime and yet so simple.
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But secondly you say 'society must exact vengeance, and society must punish'. Wrong on both counts. Vengeance comes from the individual and punishment from God.
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The straight line, a respectable optical illusion which ruins many a man.
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The beautiful is as useful as the useful." He added after a moment’s silence, "Perhaps more so.
Victor HugoThat men saw his mask, but the bishop saw his face. That men saw his life, but the bishop saw his conscience.
Victor HugoHe endeavored to collect his thoughts, but did not succeed. At those hours especially when we have sorest need of grasping the sharp realities of life do the threads of though snap off in the brain.
Victor HugoAnd, moreover, when it happens that both are sincere and good, nothing will mix and amalgamate more easily than an old priest and an old soldier. In reality, they are the same kind of man. One has devoted himself to country upon earth, the other to his country in heaven; there is no other difference.
Victor HugoThe mother...swinging the children by pulling on a length of string, while at the same time she kept and eye on them with that protective watchfulness, half animal, half angelic, which is the quality of motherhood.
Victor HugoAh ! Acaba güneş batmadan öleceğim doğru mu? Gerçekten mi? Bu ben miyim? Dışarıdan kulağıma gelen bu çığlıklar, rıhtımda koşuşan şu sevinçli insan kalabalığı, kışlalarında hazırlanan şu jandarmalar, şu siyah giysili rahip, şu kırmızı elbise giymiş adam, bütün bunların hepsi benim için hazırlanıyor! Ölecek olan benim için ! Şu anda burada duran, yaşayan, hareket eden, nefes alıp veren, bütün masalara benzeyen bu masanın önünde oturan ve şu anda başka bir yerde olabilecek ben; dokunan ben, hisseden ben, buruşuk giysili ben!
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