What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water — Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
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What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water passed through his shoes and the stars through his soul

— Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
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