‘Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to what is evil but to what is good. I have bought your soul to save it from black thoughts and the spirit of perdition, and I give it to God.’
Did any voice whisper to him that he was at a turning-point in his life, that henceforth there could be no middle way for him, that he must become either the best of men or the worst, rise even higher than the bishop himself or sink lower than the felon, reach supreme heights of goodness or become a monster of depravity?
Do you know who Aspasia was, ladies? She lived in an age when women were not supposed to possess souls, yet she had a soul that was both rose-pink and scarlet, hotter than flame and cooler than the dawn. She encompassed the two extremities of woman, she was the prostitute goddess, part Socrates, part Manon Lescaut. She was created for the service of Prometheus, should he desire a wanton.’
Quotes from Les Misérables VI: she had a soul that was both rose-pink and scarlet, hotter than flame and cooler than the dawn.
No sooner lost than loved. That’s how things are.’