How we cite our quotes: (Book.Chapter.Paragraph)
Quote #4
But what he loved most of all in the maternal building; what awakened his soul and made it spread its poor wings, otherwise so miserably folded up in its prison; what even gave him at times a feeling of happiness, were the bells. (IV.III.13)
So we know that bell-ringing is more for Quasimodo than just bell-ringing—he names and personifies the bells because they don't judge him and because he has no other friends. Well, okay, but we'd like to point out that something happens later in the novel, when Quasimodo, in the middle of bell-ringing, catches sight of Esmeralda dancing down below. Check out Book VII.III. What happens to his attitude towards his beloved bells then? Who has replaced them, and why?
Quote #5
We shall therefore say that Quasimodo loved the Archdeacon as never dog, never horse, never elephant loved his master. (IV.IV.4)
Quasimodo is grateful and subservient to Frollo beyond words. He may have never been shown kindness by anyone else in his whole life, so it makes sense that he would love Frollo. But what kind of love is this? What is its basis? Is it enduring love? If Quasimodo is so obedient toward Frollo, why does he end up killing him in the end? What changes?
Quote #6
"Do I love you, angel of my life?" exclaimed the Captain, half-sinking on his knee. "I love you and have never loved any but you."
The Captain had so often repeated this declaration in many a similar situation that he uttered it without forgetting a word or making a single blunder. (VII.VIII.30-31)
Well, there's a shameless lack of conscience for you. Who needs conscience when you're hot? The irony here that Esmeralda seems to have found that heavenly love she described earlier; but, of course, in reality, it's just Phœbus trying to get into her pants. Now, Esmeralda never really figures this out; so for her, this love actually exists. Pretty painful to watch, right? A few chapters later (in Book VIII.VI), of course, we see Phœbus pulling the same sort of thing with Fleur-de-Lis. So much for sincerity.