chiefoftherevolution:

Marius was now a fine-looking young man, of medium height, with heavy jet black hair, a high intelligent brow, large and passionate nostrils, a frank and calm expression, and an indescribable something beaming from every feature, which was at once lofty, thoughtful and innocent. His manners were reserved, cold, polished, far from free. But his mouth was very pleasant, his lips the reddest and his teeth the whitest in the world, his smile corrected the severity of his physiognomy. At certain times there was a strange contrast between his chaste brow and this voluptuous smile. At the time of his most wretched poverty, he noticed that girls turned when he passed, and with a deathly feeling in his heart he fled or hid himself. He thought they looked at him on account of his old clothes, and they were laughing at him; the truth is, that they looked at him because of his graceful appearance, and that they dreamed over it.

Wow, this is an amazing Marius.