“To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark folds of life.”
“His eyes were deep, his lids a little red, his lower lip was thick and easily became disdainful, his brow was lofty. A great deal of brow in a face is like a great deal of horizon in a view.” inspired by (x)
I heard Montparnasse say he and the law were like night and day; like night and day - it reminded me of something, and I just placed my finger on it. We are night and day; and every day, night must die to let day shine. As must I.
Goodbye, Cosette, and farewell - we won’t be meeting again.
Shine for me; shine for him; tarnished silver may never shine.
I have been tarnished ever since I came into this world; and I will die like that.
You don’t understand. You have always been pure.
Purity passed straight by me; don’t cry, you aren’t pretty when you cry. I don’t care about the things you do.
I don’t care, Mademoiselle Fauchelevent, and that’s the truth of the matter.
Perhaps I care too little. You care too much.
Goodbye, and good luck - is that what one is meant to say in this kind of situation?
If I come back from the barricades - I will not - I won’t be seeing you. Everything must come to an end, even good things.
And we were by no means a good thing.
-ET
Did you see them going off to fight?
Children of the barricade who didn’t last the night?
