Let Us Sacrifice One Day To Gain

Youth, Even In Its Sorrows, Always Has A Brilliancy Of Its Own.

You Preserve Your Shame But You Kill Your Glory.

God Was Bored By Him.

Ah," Cried Gavroche, "what Does This Mean? It Rains Again! ...if This Continues, I Withdraw My Subscription.

Creation Lives, Grows, And Multiplies; Man Is But A Witness.