Death belongs to God alone; by what right do men touch that unknown thing? — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A few feet under the ground reigns so profound a silence, and yet so much tumult on the surface! — 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 grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There is lucidity inspired by the nearness of the grave:to be close to death is to see clearly” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Death does not concern me. He who takes his first step uses perhaps his last shoes. (Halmalo)” — 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
Woe, alas, to those who have loved only bodies, forms, appearances! Death will rob them of everything. Try to love souls, you… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“I was confided to your loyalty and accepted by your treason; you offer my death to those to whom you had promised… — 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
It seems as though, at the approach of a certain dark hour, the light of heaven infills those who are leaving the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“What is more melancholy and more profound than to see a thousand objects for the first and the last time? To travel… — 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 sought...to transform the grief which looks down into the grave by showing it the grief which looks up to the stars. — 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
“You were right to come to see a dying man. It is right that these moments should have witnesses. Everyone has his… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“I did not think that it was so monstrous. It is wrong to become absorbed in the divine law to such a… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The Revolution had many of these men, proportioned to the epoch. In this old man one was conscious of a man put… — 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
“So bring me this man, trembling and shivering from head to foot; let me fall into his arms or down at his… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Such is the remorseless progression of human society, shedding lives and souls as it goes on its way. It is an ocean… — 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
“Nothing on the horizon; nothing in heaven. He implores the expanse, the waves, the seaweed, the reef; they are deaf. He beseeches… — 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
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
“Now for my pains, promise me-“ And she hesitated. “What?” asked Marius. “Promise me!” “I promise you.” “Promise to kiss me on… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“She let her head fall back upon Marius' knees and her eyelids closed. He thought that poor soul had gone. Eponine lay… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Woe, alas, to the one who shall have loved bodies, forms, appearances only. Death will take everything from him. Try to love… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“If there is anything more poignant than a body agonizing for want of bread, it is a soul dying for hunger of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There were corpses here and there and pools of blood. I remember seeing a butterfly flutter up and down that street. Summer… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The death agony of the barricade was about to begin.For, since the preceding evening, the two rows of houses in the Rue… — 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
