this is the dilemma of all human existence. and no fate poses this dilemma, ruin or salvation, more inexorably than love. love means life unless it means death. – part 4, book 8
Imagine Cosette driving a motorcycle, wearing a leather jacket over her pretty summer dress and huge sunglasses, with Marius, red-faced, smiling like a huge goof and folding his ridiculously long legs to fit in the sidecar.
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