The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves – say rather, loved in spite of ourselves; this conviction the blind have.
[Also known as:]Life’s greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.[Le suprême bonheur de la vie, c’est la conviction qu’on est aimé; aimé pour soi-même, disons mieux, aimé malgré soi-même; cette conviction, l’aveugle l’a.]
Source:(The Modern Library, ed. 1862), Volume I. Fantine, Book V. The Descent, Chapter IV. Monsieur Madeleine in Mourning, Page 140
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