Les Amis D Abc Quotes & Sayings

Les amis de l'abc... a group which barely missed becoming historic — Victor Hugo

Seated on a paving-stone near Enjolras, Courfeyrac continued to jeer at the cannon, and every passage of that sinister cloud of projectiles that is called grapeshot, accompanied by its monstrous din, drew from him an ironical comment.
'You're wearing yourself out, you poor old brute. You're getting hoarse. You're not thundering, only spluttering. It's breaking my heart.'
His remarks were greeted with laughter. — Victor Hugo

...hers was the heartlessness of poverty, which, it seemed to me, is different from the heartlessness of wealth.
p 290 — Frank Huyler

Author, author, did you write these legs?( The Milligan- Puckoon — Spike Milligan

The Veretian palace, afroth with ornament, paid only lip service to defence. The parapets were purposeless curving decorative spires. The slippery domes that he skirted would be a nightmare in an attack, hiding one part of the roof from the other. — C.S. Pacat

Marius set out at his accustomed hour for the Luxembourg. He met Courfeyrac on the way and pretended not to see him. Courfeyrac said later to his friends: 'I've just seen Marius's new hat and suit with Marius inside them. I suppose he was going to sit for an examination. He looked thoroughly silly. — Victor Hugo

I'm not a writer. Ernest Hemingway was a writer. I just have a vivid imagination and type 90 WPM. — Tiffany Madison

This barricade is made neither of paving stones, nor of timbers, nor of iron; it is made of two mounds, a mound of ideas and a mound of sorrows. Here misery encounters the ideal. Here the day embraces the night, and says: I will die with you and you will be born again with me. — Victor Hugo

At the side of Enjolras, who represented the logic of revolution, was Combeferre, representing its philosophy. The difference between logic and philosophy is that one can decide upon war, whereas the other can only be fulfilled by peace. — Victor Hugo

Among all these passionate hearts and all these undoubting minds there was one skeptic. How did he happen to be there? From juxtaposition. The name of this skeptic was Grantaire, and he usually signed with this rebus: R. Grantaire was a man who took good care not to believe in anything. — Victor Hugo

I'm gonna lose the parents then I'm gonna fuck that hot ass again in every room before we leave." "Yeah, — A.E. Via