“The wretchedness of a child interests a mother, the wretchedness of a young man interests a young girl, the wretchedness of an… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He said to himself, that this child had a right to know life before renouncing it, that to deprive her in advance,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“They were moments when she was suddenly reminded of her child, and perhaps also of the man she had loved; the breaking… — victor hugo Copy Share Image
“If you ask the great city, ‘Who is this person?,’ she will answer, ‘He is my child.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The wretchedness of a child interests a mother, the wretchedness of a young man interests a young girl, the wretchedness of an… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“While in any other great city the vagabond child is a lost man, while nearly everywhere the child left to itself is,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“As long as social damnation exists, through law and customs, artificially creating hell at the heart of civilization and muddying the a… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The obstinacy of antiquated institutions in perpetuating themselves resembles the stubbornness of the rancid perfume which should claim our hair, the pretensions… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There his wife died of a malady of the chest, from which she had long suffered. He had no children.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Mothers arms are made of tenderness, And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The faults of women, children, and servants, of the feeble, the indigent, and the ignorant, are the faults of their husbands, fathers,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A bird sings, a child prattles, but it is the same hymn; hymn indistinct, inarticulate, but full of profound meaning. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He baptized his adopted child, and named him Quasimodo, either because he wished to mark in this way the day upon which… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The sins of women and children, domestic servants and the weak, the poor and the ignorant, are the sins of the husbands… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A little girl without a doll is almost as unhappy, and quite as impossible, as a woman without children." from chapter VIII… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“While through the working of laws and customs there continues to exist a condition of social condemnation which artificially creates a human… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There are fathers who do not love their children; there exists no grandfather who does not adore his grandson. At” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Blessed be Providence which has given to each his toy: the doll to the child, the child to the woman, the woman… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The arms of mothers are made of tenderness; in them children sleep profoundly.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“She took recourse to the expedient of constantly terrified children. She lied.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Slowly he took out the clothes in which, ten years beforem Cosette had left Montfermeil; first the little dress, then the black… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Don't educate your children to be rich. Educate them to be happy, so they know the value of things, not the price. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“In front marched Egypt. The Duke of Egypt at their head, on horseback, with his counts on foot, holding his bridle and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There is still a certain grace in a dead festival. It has been happy.” — 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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibres. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“Blacheville smiles with the self-satisfied smugness of a man whose vanity is tickled” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“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 Image
