Ce que Paris conseille, l'Europe le médite ; ce que Paris commence, l'Europe le continue.

He was fine; he, that orphan that foundling that outcast; he felt himself august and strong; he looked full in the face that society from which he was banished, and into which he had so powerfully intervened; that human justice from which he had snatched its prey; all those tigers whose jaws perforce remained empty; those myrmidons, those judges, those executioners, all that royal power which he, poor, insignificant being, had foiled with the power of God.

Paris, viewed from the towers of Notre Dame in the cool dawn of a summer morning, is a delectable and a magnificent sight; and the Paris of that period must have been eminently so.

If you ask the great city, ‘Who is this person?,’ she will answer, ‘He is my child.

He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo.Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic.Nothing is more sublime.

To study in Paris is to be born in Paris!

As long as he has for refrain nothing but la Carmagnole, he only overthrows Louis XVI.; make him sing the Marseillaise, and he will free the world.

Tutta Parigi era ai suoi piedi, coi mille pennacoli dei suoi edifici e l'orizzonte circolare delle sue molli colline, col fiume serpeggiante sotto i suoi ponti e il popolo, formicolante per le sue strade, con la nube dei suoi vapori, la catdna montuosa dei suoi tetti che rinserra Notre Dame tra le sue gambe accavallate. Ma di tutta quella città l'arcidiacono non guardava chs un punto: la piazza del Sagrato; di tutta quella folla, una figura: la zingara.

To breath the air of Paris preserves the soul.