“MUSIC expressed what cannot be said and on which it is IMPOSSEBLE TO BE SILENT.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Reason is intelligence taking exercise. Imagination is intelligence with an erection. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Clearly, he had his own strange way of judging things. I suspect he acquired it from the Gospels.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
where the telescope ends the microscope begins, and who can say which has the wider vision? — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“As long as ignorance and misery exist in the world, books like the one you are about to read are, perhaps, not… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world , and that is an idea whose time has come” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Have but luck, and you will have the rest; be fortunate, and you will be thought great. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“You see this hell from which you have just emerged is the first form of heaven. It was necessary to begin there.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To put everything in balance is good, to put everything in harmony is better. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“To subdue matter is the first step; to realize the ideal is the second.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
He never went out without a book under his arm, and he often came back with two. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
He caught her, she fell, he caught her in his arms, he held her tightly unconscious of what he was doing. He held her… — Victor Hugo Copy Share
“First I loved women, then animals, and now I love stones. They're just as amusing as women and animals and they're much less trecherous.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share
Nature is pitiless; she never withdraws her flowers, her music, her fragrance, and her sunlight from before human cruelty or suffering. — Victor Hugo Copy Share
“Have courage for the great sorrows of life, and patience for the small ones. And when you have finished your daily task, go to… — Victor Hugo Copy Share
The peasants of the Asturias believe that in every litter of wolves there is one pup that is killed by the mother for fear… — Victor Hugo Copy Share
“For love is like a tree; it grows of itself; it send its roots deep into our being, and often continues to grow green… — Victor Hugo Copy Share
“Blacheville smiles with the self-satisfied smugness of a man whose vanity is tickled” — Victor Hugo Copy Share
“Loving in ignorance, she loved with all the more passion. She did not know whether it was good or evil, beneficent or dangerous, necessary… — Victor Hugo Copy Share
“When those we love are in question, our prudence invents every sort of madness.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share
