“There is lucidity inspired by the nearness of the grave:to be close to death is to see clearly” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
You have suffered greatly, poor mother. Oh! do not lament, you have now the portion of the elect. It is in this… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“She is resigned, with that resignation resembling indifference as death resembles sleep.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Love, thine is the future. Death, I use thee, but I hate thee. Citizens, there shall be in the future neither darkness… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human distresses; but what can they do for him? They… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
My day's work will begin again the next morning. The tomb is not a blind alley. — 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
I have examined the death penalty under each of its two aspects: as a direct action, and as an indirect one. What… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“You have done well to come and look at a man who is on the point of death. It is well that… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“All has happened to her that will happen to her. She has felt everything, borne everything, experienced everything, suffered everything, lost everything,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“A week passed, and Jean Valjean had not taken a step in his room. He still remained in bed. The portress said… — 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
I didn't believe it could be so monstrous. It's wrong to be so absorbed in divine law as not to perceive human… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He did not think he discerned God in this manner of dying; let us say the whole, for these petty contradictions of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“fortunately or unfortunately, man is so constituted that he can suffer long and much, both morally and physically, without dying; that it… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“We may be indifferent to the death penalty and not declare ourselves either way so long as we have not seen a… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We are all under sentence of death, but with a sort of indefinite reprieve. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“At the end of life death is a departure; but at life's beginning a departure is death.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Did I exist before my birth? No. Shall I exist after death? No. What am I? A little dust collected in an… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Deep hearts, sage minds, take life as God has made it; it is a long trial, an incomprehensible preparation for an unknown… — 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
“The audacity of a fine death always affects men. As soon as Enjolras folded his arms and accepted his end, the din… — 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
