The soul does not give itself up to despair until it has exhausted all illusions. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
He would give all of his clothes to his servant, admonishing him NOT to return them until he had completed his day's… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead.--I shall feel it. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Give to a being the useless, and deprive him of the needful, and you have the gamin. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Sacrificing the earth for paradise is giving up the substance for the shadow. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
In saying no to progress, it is not the future which they condemn, but themselves. They give themselves a melancholy disease; they… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Seeing so much poverty everywhere makes me think that God is not rich. He gives the appearance of it, but I suspect… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
What dangers you run, O noble souls! Often, you give your heart, but we take only your body. Your heart is left… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Do not ask the name of the person who seeks a bed for the night. He who is reluctant to give his… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Strong and rare natures are thus created; misery, almost always a stepmother, is sometimes a mother; privation gives birth to power of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To see so much misery everywhere, I suspect that God is not rich. He keeps up appearances, it is true, but I… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Who can be sure that Jean Valjean had not been on the verge of losing heart and giving up the struggle? In… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
One cannot be a good historian of the outward, visible world without giving some thought to the hidden, private life of ordinary… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Forget not, never forget that you have promised me to use this silver to become an honest man… Jean Valjean, my brother:… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A benevolent malefactor, merciful, gentle, helpful, clement, a convict, returning good for evil, giving back pardon for hatred, preferring pity to vengeance,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
One cannot be a good historian of the outward, visible world without giving some thought to the hidden, private life of ordinary… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Do not forget, do not ever forget, that you have promised me to use the money to make yourself an honest man.'… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. The great acts of love are done by those who… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The spirit of God, like the sun, always gives all its light at once. The spirit of man resembles the pale moon,… — 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
The Parisian is to the French what the Athenian was to the Greeks: no one sleeps better than he, no one is… — 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
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
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
“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
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
“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
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
“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
“Blacheville smiles with the self-satisfied smugness of a man whose vanity is tickled” — Victor Hugo Copy Share
“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
“When those we love are in question, our prudence invents every sort of madness.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share
