You don’t control their minds, ma fifille, you control their hearts” – Cosette

These two beings, who had loved each other so exclusively, and with so touching a love, and who had lived so long for each other, were now suffering beside one another and through one another;...

Slowly he took out the clothes in which, ten years beforem Cosette had left Montfermeil; first the little dress, then the black scarf, then the great heavy child’s shoes Cosette could still almost have worn,...