To Put Everything In Balance Is Good,

A Compliment Is Something Like A Kiss Through A Veil.

A Benevolent Malefactor, Merciful, Gentle, Helpful, Clement, A Convict, Returning Good For Evil, Giving Back Pardon For Hatred, Preferring Pity To Vengeance, Preferring To Ruin Himself Rather Than To Ruin His Enemy, Saving Him Who Had Smitten Him, Kneeling On The Heights Of Virtue, More Nearly Akin To An Angel Than To A Man. Javert Was Constrained To Admit To Himself That This Monster Existed. Things Could Not Go On In This Manner.

Desiring Always To Be In Mourning, He Clothed Himself With Night.

The Saints Were His Friends, And Blessed Him; The Monsters Were His Friends, And Guarded Him.

If You Are Stone, Be Magnetic; If A Plant, Be Sensitive; But If You Are Human Be Love.