Look not at the face, young girl, look at the heart. The heart of a handsome young man is often deformed. There… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The eye of a man should be still more reverent before the rising of a young maiden than before the rising of… — 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
If I have not been exposed and am not in any danger of pursuit. But I have been exposed, I am pursued… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The holy law of Jesus Christ governs our civilisation, but it does not yet permeate it. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Does not beauty confer a benefit upon us, even by the simple fact of being beautiful? — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
It is those books which a man possesses but does not read which constitute the most suspicious evidence against him. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
But I have been exposed, I am pursued - by myself! That is a pursuit that does not readily let go. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Science is continually correcting what it has said. Fertile corrections... science is a ladder... poetry is a winged flight... An artistic masterpiece… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Die, very good, but do not make others die. Suicides like the one which is about to take place here are sublime,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The guillotine is the ultimate expression of Law, and its name is vengeance; it is not neutral, nor does it allow us… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
There is no supernatural, there is only nature. Nature alone exists and contains all. All is. There is the part of nature… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
This first glance of a soul which does not yet know itself is like dawn in the heavens; it is the awakening… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A language does not become fixed. The human intellect is always on the march, or, if you prefer, in movement, and languages… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Ah," cried Gavroche, "what does this mean? It rains again! ...If this continues, I withdraw my subscription. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We may remark in passing that to be blind and beloved may, in this world where nothing is perfect, be among the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The soul does not give itself up to despair until it has exhausted all illusions. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
They adored each other; but still the permanent and the immutable subsist. We may love and laugh, pout, clasp hands, smile, and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Man does not understand nor accept immortality except on condition of self-remembrance. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“One resists the invasion of armies; one does not resist the invasion of ideas. a” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nihilism has no substance. There is no such thing as nothingness, and zero does not exist. Everything is something. Nothing is nothing. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Does there exist an Infinity outside ourselves? Is that infinity One, immanent and permanent, necessarily having substance, since He is infinite and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I represent a party which does not yet exist: the party Revolution-Civilization. This party will make the twentieth century. There will issue… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
These are dark radiances. They have no suspicion that they are to be pitied. Certainly they are so. He who does not… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The convent, which belongs to the West as it does to the East, to antiquity as it does to the present time,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To be wicked does not insure prosperity - for the inn did not succeed well. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
"I should hope so," Laigle replied, "for my coat and I live comfortably together. It has assumed all my wrinkles, does not… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
When people look back at their childhood or youth, their wistfulness comes from the memory, not of what their lives had been… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
For prying into any human affairs, non are equal to those whom it does not concern. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
All roads are blocked to a philosophy which reduces everything to the word "no." To "no" there is only one answer and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
My coat and I live comfortably togther. It has assumed all my wrinkles, does not hurt me anywhere, has moulded itself on… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Between the government which does evil and the people who accept it - there is a certain shameful solidarity. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that does not prevent them from being of use. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Equality does not mean that all plants must grow to the same height - a society of tall grass and dwarf trees,… — 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
