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The Author Creates A Book And The People Accept Or Not Accept It. The Creator Of A Book Is An Author And The Creator Of It`s Fate Are People.

Not Being Heard Is No Reason For Silence.

The Guilty One Is Not He Who Commits The Sin, But He Who Causes The Darkness.

It Is God Who Makes Woman Beautiful, It Is The Devil Who Makes Her Pretty.

Never Had The Sky Been More Studded With Stars And More Charming, The Trees More Trembling, The Odor Of The Grass More Penetrating; Never Had The Birds Fallen Asleep Among The Leaves With A Sweeter Noise; Never Had All The Harmonies Of Universal Serenity Responded More Thoroughly To The Inward Music Of Love; Never Had Marius Been More Captivated, More Happy, More Ecstatic.