A little girl without a doll is almost as unhappy, and quite as impossible, as a woman without children." from chapter VIII of Les Miserables
The most beautiful of altars, he said, is the soul of an unhappy creature consoled and thankfing God.
No man is more unhappy than the one who is never in adversity; the greatest affliction of life is never to be afflicted.
"Dost thou understand? I love thee!" he cried again."What love!" said the unhappy girl with a shudder.He resumed,--"The love of a damned soul.