In this way, his unhappy soul struggled with its anguish. Eighteen hundred years before this unfortunate man, the mysterious Being, in whom… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
...Nobody knows like a woman how to say things that are both sweet and profound. Sweetness and depth, this is all of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The poor man shuddered, overflowed with an angelic joy; he declared in his transport that this would last through life; he said… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To gaze into the depths of the sea is, in the imagination, like beholding the vast unknown, and from its most terrible… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I believe that pity is a law like justice, and that kindness is a duty like uprightness. That which is weak has… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Diamonds are found only in the dark bowels of the earth; truths are found only in the depths of thought. It seemed… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo. Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic. Nothing is more… — 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
Idleness, pleasure, what abysses! To do nothing is a dreary course to take, be sure of it. To live idle upon the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
There is no distress so complete but that even in the most critical moments the inexplicable sunrise of hope is seen in… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nobody knows like a woman how to say things at the same time sweet and profound. Sweetness and depth, this is all… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
At a certain depth of distress, the poor, in their stupor, groan no longer over evil, and are no longer thankful for… — 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
