Quotes & Sayings About Fantine

She was a lovely blonde, with fine teeth. She had gold and pearls for her dowry; but her gold was on her head, and her pearls were in her mouth. — Victor Hugo

exquisite--such was Fantine; and beneath these feminine adornments and these ribbons one could divine a statue, and in that statue a soul. — Victor Hugo

I pride myself on not being run of the mill. I don't want to be your umpteenth Fantine in 'Les Miz.' — Rachel Tucker

I still can't believe I'm the girl who got to play Fantine. — Anne Hathaway

Her heart ached, but she took her resolution. It will be seen that Fantine possessed the stern courage of life. — Victor Hugo

Love is a fault; so be it. Fantine was innocence floating high over fault. — Victor Hugo

A hundred francs," thought Fantine. "But in what trade can one earn a hundred sous a day?" "Come!" said she, "let us sell what is left." The unfortunate girl became a woman of the town. — Victor Hugo

What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave. From whom? From misery. From hunger, cold, isolation, destitution. A dolorous bargain. A soul for a morsel of bread. Misery offers; society accepts. — Victor Hugo

I have a dream my life would be. So different from this hell I'm living. So different now from what it seem. Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
*Fantine — Victor Hugo

Love is a fault; be it so. Fantine was innocence floating upon the surface of this fault. — Victor Hugo

What is the true story of Fantine? It is the story of society's purchase of a slave. A slave purchased from poverty, hunger, cold, loneliness, defencelessness, destitution. A squalid bargain: a human soul for a hunk of bread. Poverty offers and society accepts. — Victor Hugo

She talked thus, bent double, shaken with sobs, blinded by tears, her neck bare, clenching her hands, coughing with a dry and short cough, stammering very feebly with an agonised voice. Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched. At that moment Fantine had again become beautiful. At certain instants she stopped and tenderly kissed the policeman's coat. She would have softened a heart of granite; but you cannot soften a heart of wood — Victor Hugo

[THE END OF VOLUME I. "FANTINE"] — Victor Hugo