Animals Are Nothing But The Portrayal Of

Daring Is The Price Of Progress. All Splendid Conquests Are The Prize Of Boldness, More Or Less.

To Think Is Of Itself To Be Useful; It Is Always And In All Cases A Striving Toward God.

A Great Artist Is A Great Man In A Great Child.

And Do You Know Monsieur Marius? I Believe I Was A Little In Love With You.

Do Not Forget, Do Not Ever Forget, That You Have Promised Me To Use The Money To Make Yourself An Honest Man.' Valjean, Who Did Not Recall Having Made Any Promise, Was Silent. The Bishop Had Spoken The Words Slowly And Deliberately. He Concluded With A Solemn Emphasis: Jean Valjean, My Brother, You No Longer Belong To What Is Evil But To What Is Good. I Have Bought Your Soul To Save It From Black Thoughts And The Spirit Of Perdition, And I Give It To God.