Did you really cease to love a person because you had been treated cruelly?
In all Thénardier’s outpourings, the words and gestures, the fury blazing in his eyes, this explosion of an evil nature brazenly exposed, the mixture of bravado and abjectness, arrogance, pettiness, rage, absurdity; the hodgepodge of...
Where was my guardian angel when I needed him most? If only I knew.
It’s much easier to be cruel than one might think.
(…) ograniczenie umysłowe i okrucieństwo ludzkie nie zna granic.