#miserable

As for us, we who do not believe what these women believe, but live like them by faith, never could look without a sort of tender and religious awe, a kind of pity full of envy, at those devoted beings, trembling yet confident-those humble yet august souls, who date to live on the brink of the great mystery, waiting between the world closed to them and heaven not yet opened; turned toward the daylight not yet seen, with only the happiness of thinking that they know where it is; their aspirations directed toward the abyss and the unknown, their gaze fixes on the motionless obscurity, kneeling, dismayed, stupefied, shuddering, and half carried of sometimes by the deep breath of Eternity. ↗

— Victor Huge

#les-miserables #dating

I suppose that's what happens when you make other people's lives miserable: life gets miserable back at you. ↗

— Sonya Hartnett

#miserable #life

I find it very hard not to be myself and maybe that does attract attention, but I'd be miserable if I wasn't. ↗

— Sienna Miller

#attract #does #find #hard #i

I think that people who get to a certain position, and then try to ferociously defend it or build on it, it's kind of a dead-end street. You see people becoming miserable that way. ↗

— Viggo Mortensen

#build #certain #dead-end #dead-end street #defend

I lived rough, by my wits, was homeless, lived on the streets, lived on friends' floors, was happy, was miserable. ↗

— Ben Okri

#friends #happy #homeless #i #lived

I love what I do. When a month goes by and I'm not working, I'm miserable. ↗

— Roselyn Sanchez

#i #i do #i love #love #miserable

The truth will set you free, but first it will make you miserable. ↗

— James A. Garfield

#free #make #miserable #set #truth

I literally tried every sport and was miserable. Soccer couldn't hold my attention. I couldn't figure skate. I'm afraid to swim. So I did dance for five years. It came a time where I was getting a little bit bored with it. ↗

— Alicia Sacramone

#attention #bit #bored #came #dance

She let her head fall back upon Marius' knees and her eyelids closed. He thought that poor soul had gone. Eponine lay motionless; but just when Marius supposed her for ever asleep, she slowly opened her eyes in which the gloomy deepness of death appeared, and said to him with an accent the sweetness on which already seemed to come from another world: "And then, do you know, Monsieur Marius, I believe I was a little in love with you." She essayed to smile again and expired. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#eponine #les-miserables #love #marius #victor-hugo

The scaffold is the accomplice of the executioner; it devours, it eats flesh, it drinks blood; the scaffold is a sort of monster fabricated by the judge and the carpenter, a spectre which seems to live with a horrible vitality composed of all the death which it has inflicted. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#les-miserables #death