Two years of commuting & piles of Les Miserables volumes. End note https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/543223611
“Some of their finds were singular; among others, the skeleton of an ourang-outan, who had disappeared from the Jardin des Plantes in 1800″
Barricade in Paris’ arrondissements. Revolt! [in this chapter of Book 5th] #pic
“…it is an old law of envy & hatred which is being carried out; genius attracts insult, great men are always more or less barked at.”
“The light of torches resembles the wisdom of cowards; it gives a bad light because it trembles”
Savages of the civilization –can you imagine– demanded light with the mask of night
Pamuk speaks of hüzün in equally romantic air of melancholy as Coelho’s zahir. Looking east on a ground of the west
“…it was the Parisian nose, that is to say, spiritual, delicate, irregular, pure,—which drives painters to despair, & charms poets”
“..it annoys him, a wealthy man can, without any particular trouble, do as well, if not better, than he who has devoted all his life to it”
“He was soon aware that there was springing up in his heart a desire for desires—ennui” [Alexey regained conciousness]