If a man has his throat cut in Paris, it's a murder. If 50,000 people are murdered in the east, it is… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Solitude either develops the mental power, or renders men dull and vicious. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
God has bestowed two gifts on man: hope and ignorance. Ignorance is the better of the two. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Man does not understand nor accept immortality except on condition of self-remembrance. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
During a wise man's whole life, his destiny holds his philosophy in a state of siege. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A man without a woman is like a pistol without a trigger; it is the woman who makes the man go off. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Success is an ugly thing. Men are deceived by its false resemblances to merit… They confound the brilliance of the firmament with… — 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
Great griefs exhaust. They discourage us with life. The man into whom they enter feels something taken from him. In youth, their… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Marius and Cosette did not ask where this would lead them. They looked at themselves as arrived. It is a strange pretension… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
In short, I am doing what I can, I suffer with the same universal suffering, and I try to assuage it, I… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Man's greatest actions are performed in minor struggles. Life, misfortune, isolation, abandonment and poverty are battlefields which have their heroes - obscure… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Men are still men. The despot's wickedness Comes of ill teaching, and of power's excess,-- Comes of the purple he from childhood… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
God manifests himself to us in the first degree through the life of the universe, and in the second degree through the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Whenever we encounter the Infinite in man, however imperfectly understood, we treat it with respect. Whether in the synagogue, the mosque, the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The mind's eye can nowhere find anything more dazzling or more dark than in man; it can fix itself upon nothing which… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Not ill? No truly, I am young, healthful, and strong; the blood flows freely in my veins; my limbs obey my will;… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Everybody has noticed the way cats stop and loiter in a half-open door. Hasn't everyone said to a cat: "For heaven's sake,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nothing discernible to the eye of the spirit is more brilliant or obscure than man; nothing is more formidable, complex, mysterious, and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
In this world, which is so plainly the antechamber of another, there are no happy men. The true division of humanity is… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The fact is that the beautiful, humanly speaking, is merely form considered in its simplest aspect, in its most perfect symmetry, in… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Forget not, never forget that you have promised me to use this silver to become an honest man… Jean Valjean, my brother:… — 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
