God Became Man, Granted. The

"animals Are Happy," Said The Queen. "they Run No Risk Of Going To Hell." "they Are There Already," Replied Josiana.

Dying Is Nothing. What's Terrible Is Not To Live.

M. Myriel Had To Undergo The Fate Of Every Newcomer In A Little Town, Where There Are Many Mouths Which Talk, And Very Few Heads Which Think.

Great Buildings, Like Great Mountains, Are The Work Of Centuries.

The Word Is The Verb, And The Verb Is God.