Our Life Dreams The Utopia. Our Death

God Blesses Man, Not For Having Found But For Having Sought.

Who Can Be Sure That Jean Valjean Had Not Been On The Verge Of Losing Heart And Giving Up The Struggle? In Loving He Recovered His Strength. But The Truth Is That He Was No Less Vulnerable Than Cosette. He Protected Her And She Sustained Him. Thanks To Him She Could Go Forward Into Life, And Thanks To Her He Could Continue Virtous. He Was The Child's Support And She His Mainstay. Sublime, Unfathomable Marvel Of The Balance Of Destiny!

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

What Makes Night Within Us May Leave Stars.

To Die Is Nothing; But It Is Terrible Not To Live.