My Greatness Does Not Extend To This

Ah! There You Are! He Exclaimed, Looking At Jean Valjean. I'm So Glad To See You. Well, But How Is This? I Gave You The Candlesticks Too, Which Are Of Silver Like The Rest, And For Which You Can Certainly Get Two Hundred Francs. Why Did You Not Carry Them Away With Your Forks And Spoons?

Son, Brother, Father, Lover, Friend. There Is Room In The Heart For All The Affections, As There Is Room In Heaven For All The Stars.

Peace Is The Virtue Of Civilization. War Is Its Crime.

Intelligence Is The Wife, Imagination Is The Mistress, Memory Is The Servant.

The Owl Goes Not Into The Nest Of The Lark.