Thus it was that his being, gradually unfolding, took its mould from the cathedral – living there – sleeping there – scarcely ever going out of it – receiving every hour its mysterious impress – he came at length to resemble it, to be fashioned like it, to make an integral part of it. HeContinue reading “RKS French Literature: Quasimodo and Notre Dame Cathedral as One (Victor Hugo)”
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