Les Misérables: Part First: Fantine

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Little, Brown,, 1887 - 444 páginas
 

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Página 161 - Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to evil, but to good. I have bought your soul of you. I withdraw it from black thoughts and the spirit of perdition, and give it to God.
Página 115 - you have come from a place of sorrow. Listen to me; there will be more joy in heaven over the tearful face of a repentant sinner than over the white robes of one hundred just men. If you leave that mournful place with thoughts of hatred and anger against your fellow-men you are worthy of pity; if you leave it with thoughts of kindliness, gentleness, and peace, you are worth more than any of us.
Página 155 - ... to this man's venerable repose, and cast a majestic and serene halo round his white hair and closed eyes, his face, in which all was hope and confidence, his aged head, and his infantine slumbers. There was almost a divinity in this unconsciously august man. Jean Valjean was standing in the shadow with his crowbar in his hand, motionless and terrified by this luminous old man. He had never seen anything like this before, and such confidence horrified him. The moral world has no greater spectacle...
Página 111 - Valjean, a liberated convict, native of — but that does not concern you — ' has remained nineteen years at the galleys. Five years for robbery with house-breaking, fourteen years for having tried to escape four times. The man is very dangerous.' All the world has turned me out, and are you willing to receive me ? is this an inn ? will you give me some food and a bed ? have you a stable?" "Madame Magloire," said the bishop, "you will put clean sheets on the bed in the alcove.
Página 114 - you are good and do not despise me. You receive me as a friend, and light your wax candles for me, and yet I have not hidden from you whence I come, and that I am an unfortunate fellow." The bishop, who was seated by his side, gently touched his hand. "You need not have told me who you were ; this is not my house, but the house of Christ. This door does not ask a man who enters whether he has a name, but if he has sorrow ; you are suffering, you are hungry and thirsty, and so be welcome. And do not...
Página 160 - And he told you," the bishop interrupted, with a smile, " that it was given to him by an old priest at whose house he passed the night? I see it all. And you brought him back here ? That is a mistake.
Página 159 - Just as the brother and sister were rising from the table there was a knock at the door. " Come in,
Página 111 - The man understood this at once. The expression of hi* e, which had hitherto been gloomy and harsh, was marked with stupefaction, joy, doubt, and became extraordinary. He began stammering like a lunatic. " Is it true ? what ? You will let me stay, you will not turn me out, a convict ? You call me Sir, you do not ' thou
Página 249 - ... that you are the centre of those steps, those words, those songs; to manifest at every moment your own attraction, and feel yourself powerful in proportion to your weakness ; to become in darkness and through darkness the planet round which this angel gravitates, — but few felicities equal this. The supreme happiness of life is the conviction of being loved for yourself, or, more correctly speaking, loved in spite of yourself; and this conviction the blind man has.
Página 160 - In that case," the corporal continued, " we can let him go ? " " Of course," the bishop answered. The gendarmes loosed their hold of Jean Valjean, who tottered back. "Is it true that I am at liberty? " he said, in an almost inarticulate voice, and if as speaking in his sleep. "Yes, you are let go : don't you understand ? " said a gendarme. " My friend," the bishop continued, " before you go take your candlesticks.

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