Notre-Dame De Paris - Tome 1
1831
In 1482 Paris, on the day of the Feast of Fools, a deformed bell-ringer named Quasimodo is crowned King of Fools while the city revels in grotesque pageantry. Below the twin towers of Notre-Dame, the Romani dancer Esmeralda分发 Water to the prisoner who jeered at her cruelty, an act of grace that will ignite a chain of events driven by obsession, jealousy, and the ruthless machinery of Church and State. Claude Frollo, the archdeacon who raised Quasimodo, burns with forbidden desire for the girl, while the captain Phoebus represents a different kind of emptiness. Hugo's novel is a thunderous defense of Gothic architecture and a lacerating portrait of how society treats its outcasts. Written in 1831 when medieval Paris was being demolished for modernization, it sparked a preservation movement that literally saved Notre-Dame. The novel endures because it understands that the real monsters are not the ones with hunchbacks, but the ones with clean hands and polished reputations.
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“Love is like a tree: it grows by itself, roots itself deeply in our being and continues to flourish over a heart in ruin. The inexplicable fact is that the blinder it is, the more tenacious it is. It is never stronger than when it is completely unreasonable.””
— Victor Hugo
“Nothing makes a man so adventurous as an empty pocket.””
— Victor Hugo
“I wanted to see you again, touch you, know who you were, see if I would find you identical with the ideal image of you which had remained with me and perhaps shatter my dream with the aid of reality.-Claude Frollo ””
— Victor Hugo
“When you get an idea into your head you find it in everything.””
— Victor Hugo
“Spira, spera.(breathe, hope)””
— Victor Hugo
“Do you know what friendship is?' he asked.'Yes,' replied the gypsy; 'it is to be brother and sister; two souls which touch without mingling, two fingers on one hand.''And love?' pursued Gringoire.'Oh! love!' said she, and her voice trembled, and her eye beamed. 'That is to be two and to be but one. A man and a woman mingled into one angel. It is heaven.””
— Victor Hugo
“A one-eyed man is much more incomplete than a blind man, for he knows what it is that's lacking.””
— Victor Hugo
“mothers are often fondest of the child which has caused them the greatest pain.””
— Victor Hugo
“He reached for his pocket, and found there, only reality””
— Victor Hugo
