Is it not a thing divine to have a smile which, none know how, has the power to lighten the weight of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The aim of art is almost divine: to bring to life again if it is writing history, to create if it is… — 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
Love partakes of the soul itself. it is of the same nature. like it, it is a divine spark, like it, it… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Where women are honored, the divinities are pleased. Where they are despised, it is useless to pray to God.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Jesus wept; Voltaire smiled. From that divine tear and from that human smile is derived the grace of present civilization. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Let us have compassion for those under chastisement. Alas, who are we ourselves? Who am I and who are you? Whence do… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Is there not in every human soul a primitive spark, a divine element, incorruptible in this world and immortal in the next,… — 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
