Crime is redeemed by remorse, but not by a blow of the axe or slipknot. Blood has to be washed by tears… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“We may remain more or less open-minded on the subject of the death penalty, indisposed to commit ourselves, so long as we… — 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
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
“In fact, when the scaffold is there, all erected and prepared, it has something about it which produces hallucination. One may feel… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Plea Against the Death Penalty Look, examine, reflect. You hold capital punishment up as an example. Why? Because of what it teaches.… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Where are your free and compulsory schools? Does every one know how to read in the land of Dante and of Michael… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“And confronting these men, wild and terrible as we agree that they were, there were men of quite another kind, smiling 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
