"The quantity of civilization is measured by the quality of imagination."

 Victor Hugo, Les Miserables. Part of the reason I'm in love with my new bookends ends, pictured here, is because they remind me of him. The mind from which sprang Quasimodo, Esmerelda, Eponine, Jean Valjean, Javert and Claude Frollo. And the statues have always fascinated me on their own, the unsightly flock of what may appear to be God's mistakes holding their sequestered look out from the tops of churches.

 Or perhaps I just really love my new bookends that likely weigh as much as a real one on Notre Dame, and was looking for a reason to post about them.