I can't comprehend that I'm in the film of 'Les Miserables.' It's one of those dreams I thought would be unattainable for someone like me who came from nowhere.

Humanity needs dreams to be able to survive the miseries of daily existence even if only for an instant.

In opposition to this detachment he finds an image of man which contains within itself man's dreams man's illness man's redemption from the misery of poverty - poverty which can no longer be for him a sign of the acceptance of life.

The miser starving his brother's body starves also his own soul and at death shall creep out of his great estate of injustice poor and naked and miserable.

As men are not able to fight against death misery ignorance they have taken it into their heads in order to be happy not to think of them at all.

I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion misery and death... I think... peace and tranquillity will return again.

In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion misery and death.

People talk about the courage of condemned men walking to the place of execution: sometimes it needs as much courage to walk with any kind of bearing towards another person's habitual misery.

At the bottom of not a little of the bravery that appears in the world there lurks a miserable cowardice. Men will face powder and steel because they have not the courage to face public opinion.

For the last few years it's been so chic for everybody to be miserable. Like if you're in with the cool crowd you can't be happy.