film: hugo

I fell in love with you because you weren’t like anyone else, and you didn’t try to be. Do not think for one moment that you’ll disappoint me. I will love you no matter what.


une rose dans la misère
singular fact, she had become more wretched and more beautiful, two steps which seemed impossible. she had accomplished a double progress towards the light, and towards distress. she was barefooted and in rags, as on the day when she had so resolutely entered his room, only her rags were two months older; the holes were larger, the tatters dirtier. it was the same rough voice, the same forehead tanned and wrinkled by exposure; the same free, wild, and wandering gaze. she had, in addition to her former expression, that mixture of fear and sorrow which the experience of a prison adds to misery. (VICTOR HUGO)