Take care, Estelle, thou art too pretty! Have a care, Nemorin, thou art too handsome!
Fine stupidity, in sooth! Can people enchant each other too much, cajole each other too much, charm each other too much?
Can one be too much alive, too happy? Moderate your joys.
Ah, indeed!
Down with the philosophers! Wisdom consists in jubilation.
Make merry, let us make merry. Are we happy because we are good, or are we good because we are happy? Is the Sancy diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or because it weighs six hundred carats? I know nothing about it, life is full of such problems; the important point is to possess the Sancy and happiness.
Let us be happy without quibbling and quirking.
Let us obey the sun blindly. What is the sun?
It is love.
He who says love, says woman. Ah! ah! behold omnipotence--women.
Ask that demagogue of a Marius if he is not the slave of that little tyrant of a Cosette.
And of his own free will, too, the coward!
Woman!
There is no Robespierre who keeps his place but woman reigns.
I am no longer Royalist except towards that royalty.╩╩
What is Adam?