nickolasweber

Hugo is a long winded old man. He can definitely write a ton of words about almost anything. Les Misérables is more than a 1,000 pages, a story about the probably most familiar protagonists, Jean Valjean (isn't French so sexy? I mean read the name again) who struggles... and then suffers again (that, ladies and gentlemen, can be noticed from the very beginning of the book until its last end). So careful, the book is gloomy and would wear you out for a couple of months and put you off reading because it's gigantic and classic, you don't want to play with these two unless you're ready. "If anything is horrible, if there is a reality that surpasses our worst dreams, it is this: to live, to see the sun, to be in full possession of manly vigor, to have health and joy, to laugh heartily, to rush toward a glory that lures you on, to feel lungs that breathe, a heart that beats, a mind that thinks, to speak, to hope, to love; to have mother, wife, children, to have sunlight, and suddenly, in less time than it takes to cry out, to plunge into an abyss, to fall, to roll, to crush, to be crushed, to see the heads of grain, the flowers, the leaves, the branches, unable to catch hold of anything, to feel your sword useless, men under you, horses over you, to struggle in vain, your bones broken by some kick in the darkness, to feel a heel gouging your eye out of their sockets, raging at the horseshoe between your teeth, to stifle, to howl, to twist, to be under all this, and to say, "Just then I was a living man!"

2023-03-01 19:55