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"The first glance of a soul not yet aware of itself is like dawn. It is the awakening of something radiant and unknown. Nothing can express the dangerous charm of this unexpected gleam that lightly glances off delicate mysteries and is made of innocence and future passion. It is a kind of irresolute tenderness revealed by chance, waiting. It is a trap that Innocence unconsciously lays, where she catches hearts without intending to, and without knowing it. It is a virgin glancing like a woman. It is rare that a deep reverie is not born of this glance wherever it falls. All that is pure and vestal is concentrated in this celestial and fatal gleem which, more than the most meaningful looks of the coquette, has the magic  power of suddenly forcing into bloom in the innermost depths of a heart, this somber flower full of perfumes and poisons that is called love."
- Victor Hugo "Les Miserables"