“The point which we consider it our duty to note is, that outside of and beyond his faith, as it were, the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Every man who has in his soul a secret feeling of revolt against any act of the State, of life, or of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Certainly,—and we make no attempt to dissimulate the fact,—the observing physiologist would have beheld an irremediable misery; he would, perchance, have pitied… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Word which the finger of God has written on the brow of every man — hope! — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
You have enemies? Why, it is the story of every man who has done a great deed or created a new idea. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The eye of the spirit can nowhere find more dazzling brilliance and more shadow than in man; it can fix itself on… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
You have enemies? Why, it is the story of every man who has done a great deed or created a new idea.… — 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
