There are moments when a rope's end, a pole, the branch of the tree, is life itself, and it is a frightful… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Do you hear the people sing Lost in the valley of the night? It is the music of a people Who are… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
When God desires to destroy a thing, he entrusts its destruction to the thing itself. Every bad institution of this world ends… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The man is placed where the Earth ends, the woman, where the heaven starts. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The nearer I approach the end, the plainer I hear around me the immortal symphonies of the worlds which invite me. It… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
When we are at the end of life, to die means to go away; when we are at the beginning, to go… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
For, to make deserts, God, who rules mankind, Begins with kings, and ends the work by wind. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Where the telescope ends the microscope begins, and which has the wider vision? — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
God in his harmony has equal ends For cedar that resists and reed that bends; For good it is a woman sometimes… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart. The nearer I approach the end, the plainer I hear… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
This conflict between right and fact has endured since the origins of society. To bring the duel to an end, to consolidate… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The pupil dilates in darkness and in the end finds light, just as the soul dilates in misfortune and in the end… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The beginning as well as the end of all his thoughts was hatred of human law, that hatred which, if it be… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
where the telescope ends the microscope begins, and who can say which has the wider vision? — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The book which the reader now holds in his hands, from one end to the other, as a whole and in its… — 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
