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  • #1
    “Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body.”
    Lady Gaga

  • #2
    Chris Colfer
    “There's nothing wrong with you. There's a lot wrong with the world you live in. And definitely get out of high school and make everyone sorry.”
    Chris Colfer

  • #3
    Chris Colfer
    “Courage is one thing that no one can ever take away from you.”
    Chris Colfer, The Wishing Spell

  • #4
    “I was born to make mistakes, not to be perfect.”
    Ross Lynch

  • #5
    “Music is poetry with personality”
    Ross Lynch

  • #6
    Victor Hugo
    “I'd like a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a hideous invention by somebody I don't know. It doesn't last, and it's good for nothing. You break your neck simply living.”
    Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

  • #7
    Victor Hugo
    “However, this sceptic had one fanaticism. This fanaticism was neither a dogma, nor an idea, nor an art, nor a science; it was a man: Enjolras. Grantaire admired, loved, and venerated Enjolras. To whom did this anarchical scoffer unite himself in this phalanx of absolute minds? To the most absolute. In what manner had Enjolras subjugated him? By his ideas? No. By his character. A phenomenon which is often observable. A sceptic who adheres to a believer is as simple as the law of complementary colors. That which we lack attracts us. No one loves the light like the blind man. The dwarf adores the drum-major. The toad always has his eyes fixed on heaven. Why? In order to watch the bird in its flight. Grantaire, in whom writhed doubt, loved to watch faith soar in Enjolras. He had need of Enjolras. That chaste, healthy, firm, upright, hard, candid nature charmed him, without his being clearly aware of it, and without the idea of explaining it to himself having occurred to him.”
    Victor Hugo

  • #8
    Victor Hugo
    “Gentlemen of the human race, I say to hell with the lot of you.”
    Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

  • #9
    Victor Hugo
    “Among all these passionate hearts and all these undoubting minds there was one skeptic. How did he happen to be there? From juxtaposition. The name of this skeptic was Grantaire, and he usually signed with this rebus: R. Grantaire was a man who took good care not to believe in anything.”
    Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

  • #10
    Victor Hugo
    “One might almost say that affinities begin with the letters of the alphabet. In that sequence, O and P are inseparable. You might just as well say O and P as Orestes and Pylades.
    A true satellite of Enjolras, Grantaire lived within this circle of young men. He dwelt among them, only with them was he happy, he followed them everywhere. His pleasure was to watch these figures come and go in a wine-induced haze. They put up with him because of his good humour.
    In his belief, Enjolras looked down on this sceptic; and in his sobriety, on this drunkard. He spared him a little lordly pity.
    Grantaire was an unwanted Pylades. Always snubbed by Enjolras, spurned, rebuffed and back again for more, he said of Enjolras, ‘What marmoreal magnificence'.”
    Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

  • #11
    Victor Hugo
    “Анжольрас, стоявший с ружьем в руке на гребне заграждения, поднял свое прекрасное строгое лицо. Анжольрас, как известно, был из породы спартанцев и пуритан. Он умер бы при Фермопилах вместе с Леонидом и сжег бы Дрохеду вместе с Кромвелем.

    – Грантер! – крикнул он. – Пойди куда-нибудь, проспись. Здесь место опьянению, а не пьянству. Не позорь баррикаду.

    Эти гневные слова произвели на Грантера необычайное впечатление. Ему словно выплесну-ли стакан холодной воды в лицо. Он, казалось, сразу протрезвился, сел, облокотился на стол возле окна, с невыразимой кротостью взглянул на Анжольраса и сказал:
    – Позволь мне поспать здесь.

    – Ступай для этого в другое место! – крикнул Анжольрас.

    Но Грантер, не сводя с него нежного и мутного взгляда, проговорил:
    – Позволь мне тут поспать, пока я не умру.

    Анжольрас презрительно взглянул на него.

    – Грантер! Ты неспособен ни верить, ни думать, ни хотеть, ни жить, ни умирать.

    – Вот ты увидишь, – серьезно сказал Грантер.

    Он пробормотал еще несколько невнятных слов, потом его голова тяжело упала на стол, и мгновение спустя он уже спал, что довольно обычно для второй стадии опьянения, к которому его резко и безжалостно подтолкнул Анжольрас.”
    Victor Hugo, Les Misérables



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