“Love is an old invention but it is one that is always new. Make the most of it.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
There are fathers who do not love their children; there is no grandfather who does not adore his grandson. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The greatest happiness of life is that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Love each other dearly always. There is scarcely anything else in the world but that: to love one another. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He found that man needs affection, that life without a warming love is but a dry wheel, creaking and grating as it… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Loving is almost a substitute for thinking. Love is a burning forgetfulness of all other things. How shall we ask passion to… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
If people did not love one another, I really don't see what use there would be in having any spring. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“In the future no one will kill anyone, the earth will shine, the human race will love. It will come, citizens, the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He sleeps although so much he was denied. He lived and when his dear love left him died. It happened of itself,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“I encountered in the street a penniless young man who was in love. His hat was old and his jacket worn, with… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Love, in the eyes of the world, is either a carnal appetite or a vague fancy, which possession extinguishes or absence destroys.… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The supreme happiness of life consists in the conviction that one is loved; loved for one's own sake-let us say rather in… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
When two mouths, made sacred by love, draw near to each other to create, it is impossible, that above that ineffable kiss… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The first symptom of true love in a man is timidity, in a young woman, boldness. This is surprising, and yet nothing… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We may remark in passing that to be blind and beloved may, in this world where nothing is perfect, be among the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Separated lovers cheat absence by a thousand fancies which have their own reality. They are prevented from seeing one another and they… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He fell to the seat, she by his side. There no more words. The stars were beginning to shine. How was it… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Where would the shout of love begin, if not from the summit of sacrifice? Oh my brothers, this is the junction between… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“However, this sceptic had one fanaticism. This fanaticism was neither a dogma, nor an idea, nor an art, nor a science; it… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Love, the future is thine. Death, I make use of thee, but I hate thee. Citizens, in the future there will be… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Fate, with its mysterious and inexorable patience, was slowly bringing together these two beings charged, like thunder-clouds, with electricity, with the latent… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Let us say in passing, to be blind and to be loved, is in fact--on this earth where nothing is complete--one of… — 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
