O Youth! Thou Often Tearest Thy Wings

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

Joie Est Mon Caractere, C'est La Faute A Voltaire; Misere Est Mon Trousseau C'est La Faute A Rousseau. [joy Is My Character, 'tis The Fault Of Voltaire; Misery Is My Trousseau 'tis The Fault Of Rousseau.] - Gavroche

Mirrors, Those Revealers Of The Truth, Are Hated; That Does Not Prevent Them From Being Of Use.

The Holy Law Of Jesus Christ Governs Our Civilisation, But It Does Not Yet Permeate It.

When Liberty Returns, I Will Return.