Oneofwoman’smagnanimitiesistoyield。Love，attheheightwhereitisabsolute，iscomplicatedwithsomeindescribablycelestialblindnessofmodesty。Butwhatdangersyourun，Onoblesouls！
Oftenyougivetheheart，andwetakethebody。Yourheartremainswithyou，yougazeuponitinthegloomwithashudder。Lovehasnomiddlecourse；iteitherruinsoritsaves。Allhumandestinyliesinthisdilemma。Thisdilemma，ruin，orsafety，issetforthnomoreinexorablybyanyfatalitythanbylove。Loveislife，ifitisnotdeath。Cradle；alsocoffin。Thesamesentimentsays\"yes\"and\"no\"inthehumanheart。OfallthethingsthatGodhasmade，thehumanheartistheonewhichshedsthemostlight，alas！andthemostdarkness。
GodwilledthatCosette’sloveshouldencounteroneoftheloveswhichsave。
ThroughoutthewholeofthemonthofMayofthatyear1832，therewerethere，ineverynight，inthatpoor，neglectedgarden，beneaththatthicketwhichgrewthickerandmorefragrantdaybyday，twobeingscomposedofallchastity，allinnocence，overflowingwithallthefelicityofheaven，nearertothearchangelsthantomankind，pure，honest，intoxicated，radiant，whoshoneforeachotheramidtheshadows。ItseemedtoCosettethatMariushadacrown，andtoMariusthatCosettehadanimbus。Theytouchedeachother，theygazedateachother，theyclaspedeachother’shands，theypressedclosetoeachother；buttherewasadistancewhichtheydidnotpass。
Notthattheyrespectedit；theydidnotknowofitsexistence。