Quotes About Victor

Ally." Peeta says the word slowly, tasting it. "Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancée. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out.

I love winning more than anything, so, yeah, winning.

My ultimate goal is to win.

Mankind is not a circle with a single center but an ellipse with two focal points of which facts are one and ideas the other.

It's a great feeling to be champion of Spain.

For me, religion is a political construct, and spirituality is a community construct, and there's a real difference.

You are adorable, mademoiselle. I study your feet with the microscope and your soul with the telescope.

The sadness which reigned everywhere was but an excuse for unfailing kindness.

Monsieur' to a convict is a glass of water to a man dying of thirst at sea; ignominy thirsts for respect.

Man is not a circle with a single center; he is an ellipse with two focii. Facts are one, ideas are the other.

Joie est mon caractere, C'est la faute a Voltaire; Misere est mon trousseau C'est la faute a Rousseau. [Joy is my character, 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Misery is my trousseau 'Tis the fault of Rousseau.] - Gavroche

Phoebus de Chateaupers likewise came to a 'tragic end': he married.

The bureau is closed, said Gavroche. I'm receiving no more complaints.

See Monsieur Geborand, buying a pennyworth of paradise.

Il possédait comme tout le monde sa terminaison en iste, sans laquelle personne n'aurait pu vivre en ce temps-là, mais il n'était ni royaliste, ni bonapartiste, ni chartiste, ni orléaniste, ni anarchiste; il était bouquiniste.

There are instincts which respond to all the chance meetings in life. The little girl was not afraid.

His tavern sign bore witness to his feats of arms. He had painted it himself, being a Jack-of-all-trades who did everything badly.

Mankind is not a circle with a single centre but an ellipse with two focal points of which facts are one and ideas the other.

Enjolras caught glimpses of a luminous uprising under the dark skirts of the future.

No era la facultad de amar lo que le faltaba, sino la posibilidad.

It seemed as though he had for a soul the book of the natural law.

the highest monuments of human civilization accept its ironies and lend their eternity to its mischievous pranks.

The episcopal palace of D—— adjoins the hospital.

Nothing is so charming as the ruddy tints that happiness can shed around a garret room.