“Marius, where are my pants?” His grin widened. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” — jamie wyman Copy Share Image
“Magic pants?” “Without them I’m starkers,” he mused. “Shall I show you?” “No, I think I prefer the pants.” — Jamie Wyman Copy Share Image
Marius and Cosette were in the dark in regard to each other. They did not speak, they did not bow, they were… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“You let me handle Marius," I said. "Now, you didn't come without you dagger." "No, I did not," he said, lifting his… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Many times I've called for Marius, but there was no answer. Just the endless procession of days, months, years... My teacher left… — Stuart Townsend Copy Share Image
I know very well that because I am unlettered some presumptuous people will think they have the right to criticize me, saying… — Leonardo da Vinci Copy Share Image
“Now for my pains, promise me-“ And she hesitated. “What?” asked Marius. “Promise me!” “I promise you.” “Promise to kiss me on… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I have lived lies. I have done it again and again. I live lies because I cannot endure the weakness of anger,… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
At that moment of love, a moment when passion is absolutely silent under omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, pure seraphic Marius, would have… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Some are born to greatness,” Flynn gestured to himself. “Others…” He eyed Marius. “Well, then there are just others.” — Jamie Wyman Copy Share Image
Never had the sky been more studded with stars and more charming, the trees more trembling, the odor of the grass more… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Lestat, what did I say last night?' he asked. 'You are the damnedest creature ! ” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“I encountered in the street a penniless young man who was in love. His hat was old and his jacket worn, with… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Marius was of the temperament that sinks into grief and remains there; Cosette was of the sort that plunges in and comes… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I absolutely never thought I would! But it's something to look forward to in my career. I'm not just the young, leading… — Max von Essen Copy Share Image
Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. --I shall feel it." She dropped her head again… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
And do you know Monsieur Marius? I believe I was a little in love with you. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“She let her head fall back upon Marius' knees and her eyelids closed. He thought that poor soul had gone. Eponine lay… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Marius and Cosette did not ask where this would lead them. They looked at themselves as arrived. It is a strange pretension… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
