Quasimodo Quotes

He left her. She was dissatisfied with him. He had preferred to incur her anger rather than cause her pain. He had kept all the pain for himself.

The saints were his friends, and blessed him; the monsters were his friends, and guarded him.

He found that man needs affection, that life without a warming love is but a dry wheel, creaking and grating as it turns.

The owl goes not into the nest of the lark.