It would be beautiful, no doubt, after the Bishop’s holy words, after so many years of repentance and abnegation, in the midst of a penitence admirably begun, if this man had not flinched for an instant, even in the presence of so terrible a conjecture, but had continued to walk with the same step towards this yawning precipice, at the bottom of which lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must render an account of the things which went on in this soul, and we can only tell what there was there. He was carried away, at first, by the instinct of self-preservation; he rallied all his ideas in haste, stifled his emotions, took into consideration Javert’s presence, that great danger, postponed all decision with the firmness of terror, shook off thought as to what he had to do, and resumed his calmness as a warrior picks up his buckler. (Hugo, Victor,"Les Miserables" Volume I, "Fontine", Book VII, "The ChampMathieu Affair" Chapter III, "A Tempest in a Skull") (Matthew 10:39, Luke 9:24, 17:33, Matthew 7:13-14, Hebrews 12:1, Philippians 3:13-14, Ephesians 6:10-18, I Peter 3:15)
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