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
Do you know what friendship is?' he asked. 'Yes,' replied the gypsy; 'it is to be brother and sister; two souls which… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Animals are nothing but the portrayal of our virtues and vices made manifest to our eyes, the visible reflections of our souls. — 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
The mind's eye can nowhere find anything more dazzling or more dark than in man; it can fix itself upon nothing which… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nothing discernible to the eye of the spirit is more brilliant or obscure than man; nothing is more formidable, complex, mysterious, and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
From the oyster to the eagle, from the swine to the tiger, all animals are to be found in men and each… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
At the moment when her eyes closed, when all feeling vanished in her, she thought that she felt a touch of fire… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The mother...swinging the children by pulling on a length of string, while at the same time she kept and eye on them… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Love would never be a promise of a rose garden unless it is showered with light of faith, water of sincerity and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We shall not attempt to give the reader an idea of that tetrahedron nose-that horse-shoe mouth-that small left eye over-shadowed by a… — 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
At that moment of love, a moment when passion is absolutely silent under omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, pure seraphic Marius, would have… — 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
If God had intended that man should go backward, he would have given him eyes in the back of his head. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
There is a determined though unseen bravery that defends itself foot by foot in the darkness against the fatal invasions of necessity… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
If you look in the eyes of the young, you see flame. If you look in the eyes of the old, you… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. --I shall feel it." She dropped her head again… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nothing can be more depressing than to expose, naked to the light of thought, the hideous growth of argot. Indeed it is… — 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
