“MUSIC expressed what cannot be said and on which it is IMPOSSEBLE TO BE SILENT.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world , and that is an idea whose time has come” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I'd rather be hissed at for a good verse, than applauded for a bad one. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“When you shall have learned to know, and to love, you will still suffer. The day is born in tears. The luminous… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Work, which makes a man free, and thought, which makes him worthy of freedom. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Have but luck, and you will have the rest; be fortunate, and you will be thought great. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Ah, Monsieur Priest, you love not the crudities of the true. Christ loved them. He seized a rod and cleared out the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“You see this hell from which you have just emerged is the first form of heaven. It was necessary to begin there.” — 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
