Character: Claude Frollo

- Did you manage to get gold?
- If I got it, the king of France would be named Claude and not Louis.
- You should have heard the king!.. he would have asked, on what is now stage experiences?

I spat in the face of their God! All for you enchantress! To howl worthy of thy hell!

- Who are you?
- A priest.
- Are you ready?
- What?
- Death?
- How soon will it be? she asked.
Tomorrow.
- About how long to wait! - she murmured. - What they should have done it today?

It is the flesh always destroys the soul.

My child, torture me with one hand, but caress the other!

My Lord, my Savior,
You are a servant of God,
You have a heart?
Heart...
A heart that can love
A heart that can cry
Heart that can bleed
A heart that is able to kill!

... New ideas
Will sweep away everything.
All the great things are replaced
Things minor.
Literature will kill architecture.
Tutorials will kill cathedrals,
The Bible will kill the Church
And men will kill God.
This will kill that.

Create before the eyes mine, was so superhuman is fine, that could be only heaven or hell. She was not an ordinary girl, created from the dust of the earth, and poorly lit from within shimmering ray of the human soul. It was an angel! But the angel of darkness, woven from flame, not of light.

I ceased to belong to themselves. The other end of the thread, which the devil tied to my wings, they are attached to your leg.

Nothing touches us, whom we hate.

You promotes polybutenes, you a rough draft of something, a kind of plant, imagining that it moves and thinks, you're going to enjoy the life that was stolen from her life as useless as a candle lit at noon.

In excess of sin lies delirious with happiness.

Day and night she is just in front of me.
And not Madonna, I pray, and to her alone.

Sinful thoughts
Bewitched me with carnal power.
Madman, I didn't know
What does it mean passion!