1 He was transparent but impenetrable.
Les Misérables 3 By Victor HugoContextHighlight In BOOK 7: CHAPTER III—BABET, GUEULEMER, CLAQUESOUS, AND ... 2 To love a being is to render that being transparent.
Les Misérables 4 By Victor HugoContextHighlight In BOOK 5: CHAPTER IV—A HEART BENEATH A STONE 3 It was, at the same time, a luminous transparency, for that heaven was within him.
Les Misérables 1 By Victor HugoContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XI—WHAT HE DOES 4 By dint of advancing, he reached a point where the fog of the fusillade became transparent.
Les Misérables 5 By Victor HugoContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER XV—GAVROCHE OUTSIDE 5 There was nothing but words, transparent but vague; sometimes idle reports, rumors, hearsay.
Les Misérables 4 By Victor HugoContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER V—FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY ... 6 Cosette's whole person was ingenuousness, ingenuity, transparency, whiteness, candor, radiance.
7 He was troubled; that brain, so limpid in its blindness, had lost its transparency; that crystal was clouded.
8 What had been leanness in her youth had become transparency in her maturity; and this diaphaneity allowed the angel to be seen.
9 It is useless to explain the sense of this frightfully transparent remark, which signifies both to kill, to assassinate, and to plunder.
Les Misérables 4 By Victor HugoContextHighlight In BOOK 6: CHAPTER III—THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT 10 Those rare dreamers, mysterious priests of the beautiful who silently confront everything with perfection, would have caught a glimpse in this little working-woman, through the transparency of her Parisian grace, of the ancient sacred euphony.
Les Misérables 1 By Victor HugoContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER III—FOUR AND FOUR 11 She had never been pretty; her whole life, which had been nothing but a succession of holy deeds, had finally conferred upon her a sort of pallor and transparency; and as she advanced in years she had acquired what may be called the beauty of goodness.
12 Sometimes, however, coming from those lofty mountains which dominate the moral horizon, justice, wisdom, reason, right, formed of the pure snow of the ideal, after a long fall from rock to rock, after having reflected the sky in its transparency and increased by a hundred affluents in the majestic mien of triumph, insurrection is suddenly lost in some quagmire, as the Rhine is in a swamp.
Les Misérables 4 By Victor HugoContextHighlight In BOOK 10: CHAPTER II—THE ROOT OF THE MATTER