If you ask the great city, ‘Who is this person?,’ she will answer, ‘He is my child.
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Many people in Paris are quite content to look on at others, and there are plenty who regard a wall behind which something is happening as a very curi...
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He was fine; he, that orphan that foundling that outcast; he felt himself august and strong; he looked full in the face that society from which he was...
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Paris, viewed from the towers of Notre Dame in the cool dawn of a summer morning, is a delectable and a magnificent sight; and the Paris of that perio...
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Lend your ear then to this tutti of steeples; diffuse over the whole the buzz of half a million of human beings, the eternal murmur of the river, the ...
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Admirable, however, as the Paris of the present day appears to you, build up and put together again in imagination the Paris of the fifteenth century;...
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He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo.Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic.Nothing is more sublime.
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Usually, the murmur that rises up from Paris by day is the city talking; in the night it is the city breathing; but here it is the city singing. Liste...
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God manifests himself to us in the first degree through the life of the universe, and in the second degree through the thought of man. The second mani...
