Have you ever sailed across an ocean, Donald? On a sailboat, surrounded by sea with no land in sight, without even the possibility of sighting land for days to come? To stand at the helm of your destiny. I want that, one more time. I want to be in in the Piazza del Campo in Siena. To feel the surge as ten racehorses go thundering by. I want another meal in Paris, at L’Ambroisie, at the Place des Vosges. I want another bottle of wine. And then another. I want the warmth of a woman and a cool set of sheets. One more night of jazz at the Vanguard. I want to stand on the summits and smoke Cubans and feel the sun on my face for as long as I can. Walk on the Wall again. Climb the Tower. Ride the River. Stare at the Frescos. I want to sit in the garden and read one more good book. Most of all I want to sleep. I want to sleep like I slept when I was a boy. Give me that just one time. That’s why I won’t allow that punk out there to get the best of me, let alone the last of me.
theres no canonical evidence that grantaire from les miserables ever had to sleep or use the toilet. all of you fans are characterizing him wrong. follow me at victor-hugo-fight-m3.tumblr.com
there is no canonical evidence in les miserables that grantaire was even a human being. by all possibilities he very well could have been an alien disguised in a human form. anyone depicting him as a human being is factually incorrect if you would like to contest this please meet me at 5 place des vosges, 75004 paris, france to engage in oral debate